The doctor looked up from his notes at the frail old man lying in the hospital bed. The old man was looking intently at him, his fear palpable. He smiled. The person lying in front of him had lived a long and unscrupulous life. He had been given the power which should have been reserved for god , the power to take life . Now the power to decide whether he should live or die lay in his hands. The decision had been made. He injected the old man with the chemicals which would make his immediate demise peaceful. His intention was not to cause pain but simply to rid the world of such vermin.

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