2 B or not 2 B
The real sun setting was mimicked by the holographic sun set inside the dome of Affinion 7. Golden red rays bathed the crowd that was lined up along the pristinely maintained street as the guard bots walked Brandonb towards the airlock. He had been calm and serene whilst the crowd had began yelling for his blood. But this calmness had led some to yell for it harder. Now, as the wavelengths of light transitioned from yellow to orange to red to infrared, panic began to rear itself in his shifty-looking blue eyes.
He stopped along the path and turned to the citizens. "Wait!" he cried, "I can be useful to you! It's better for you to keep me alive!" His head twisted around as he made his plea to the people (and various robots). But none of them flinched. They are stared at him with cold, hungry eyes.
The guard bots prodded him to continue moving. Defeated, Bb limped towards his imminent demise. CP, who was standing by the airlock, with her hand on the control panel, turned the gaze of her stony blue eyes to him. "Sorry, Bb," she said to him, "I wasn't going to press the button, but since you're claiming to be some freakish man-eating alien in bunny's clothing, I guess I have to."
Bb shrugged, all the fight gone out of him. Maybe I should have changed that avatar after all, he thought, oh well, too late now...
He lost his balance for a second after he was shoved into the airlock by the guard bots. After he regained it, he turned around to face his prosecutors. "Goodbye, cruel world, goodbye, cruel fate..." he began.
"Yeah, yeah..." CP pressed the button to close the inner doors of the airlock. She raised her hand and prepared to slam the giant red [OPEN] button for the outer doors, and...
"Wait, wait!" called a voice. CP's hand stopped in mid-air a centimeter away from the button. She and everyone else turned to see a thin figure come trying to push it's way through the crowd. It was the Wraith.
Having made it to where CP was standing, the Wraith stopped and bent over to catch it's breath. "Why are you here?" asked CP. Still panting, the Wraith held up an official-looking holo-document. CP took it and read it silently. After she was finished, she sighed and pressed the button to release the inner doors.
The Wraith stood up straight and took the holo-document back from CP. He turned to the crowd and declared: "I have come to arrest Bb...so you can't lynch him today, sorry guys!" The citizens let out a communal cry of frustration. They wanted to see someone implode today! But the Wraith graced the citizens with his cute, silly, lopsided smile, which melted the their antagonism like ice cream (made using liquid nitrogen, of course).
Bb looked at him, stunned. "You mean I'm not going go die?" he asked, disbelieving.
"Well, you might still die," said the Wraith with the same beneficent smile "Just not today...come on, let's head over to the prison unit."
The crowd dispersed as they made their way back towards the populated area of Affinion 7. As they walked down a side street towards the prison unit, Bb tripped over a man propped up against the side of a building. He cursed under his breath, but kept moving.
The man opened his eyes. His vision was blurry and his head felt groggy. The last thing he remembered was walking around, contemplating the pleasure of eating some delicious pizza, when...
Dawh looked around and frowned deeply. He was really hungry. Now where did that pizza go?