A land full of monsters

I squirmed for a bit in my seat, a sheen of sweat forming on my face. I slowly dabbed at my face, making a sort of show of it with a tissue-as though I were crying or something. The collar round my neck started getting hot...I tried loosening my tie...goddamn why did she make my tie so...freaking...tight. I swallowed dryly, my sandpapered tongue scratching away at my throat, leaving it red and raw. The clock ticked away, too fast, far too fast-and. It was time. I slowly stood up, and was directed into the other room along with the rest. You could see on their faces that their minds had been made up from the start, and it didn't take long. A decision was reached. Well almost. I still had to vote. And I...well no, I didn't agree with them. But the collar around my neck constricted, the room spun, I was sweating everywhere, I couldn't breathe, and I...I voted. The verdict was reached. The forms were signed. And we walked out, myself trailing in the back. And then I walked passed him. Him. I couldn't move. Grounded to the spot we just stared at each other. Someone was giving out instructions and someone else was telling me to move in the background, but all I could hear were the cries of the man I had just sentenced to the chair.