When she speaks, her voice is oddly flat and toneless. "If they commit one unforgivable crime... They're probably going to commit more. The only thing to do... is to stop them from ever doing it again."

She starts trembling. People can change, though, pleads a small voice in her head. What gives us the right to decide if they deserve that?

"They hurt us," she answers herself aloud. "So it's only fair... that they pay the price. Isn't it?"

An eye for an eye just leads to a blind world, whimpers the small voice. Where do we draw the line? What makes anything right?

It's at this point she realizes that she's shaking and can't stop.