Death by Cake

"Death...by cake."

You raise an eyebrow, "Really?" the thought of, eating cake until you die brings you mixed emotions. It's one of those cheesey deaths you joke about but never imagine suffering, because its ludicrus. "Just to be clear, I'm not going to be killed by literal cake, right? Or eaten by some horrible living cake monster?"

"No, that would be stupid." says the judge.

"Oh thank goodness."

You hardly put up a fight as you are led away to a private cell. A small table is already here waiting to be eaten. You gulp, knowing that it wont be the last cake you see today.

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You explode.

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