Synopsis

A guard, walking up the stairs of a prison, meal tray in hand. The condemned pleads his case, stating he's been lock up for no reason, held against his will. He will be out to death tonight, and is is his last meal. The guard enters the cell, places the plate on the ground, and the condemned walks out from the shadows. It is a stray. He walks up to the plate, not knowing what is in store for him. On a leash, he is guided down the cold corridor, then, as the syringe is filled, he lays on the cold, steel table, asking the watcher to please rescue, to save another and let his death mean something.