"Jack D. Lagan, wanted for crimes against the World Government, you are sentenced to be hanged today at two o' clock. Hope you enjoy yorself till then" The marine smirked as he walked away. Jack, his hands tied over his head on a metal bar looked down at his lap and smiled a bit.

"Budda? You still there?" A small mole pops his head out of the rims of his pants, Jack smiles. "Stay in there, I got a plan for you. Shhh! The guard is coming."