The Sentencing II

"How dare you! You can't put me to death!" Francessa tried to draw herself to her full height, only to bump her head against the roof of the cage. 

She refused to believe this swarm of vermin could have the nerve to call for her head. Her yells were swallowed by the crowd, who looked even more enraged when they saw that she was still standing and protesting, instead of cowering in the corner.

  They began to rush at the carriage, as though they wanted to pull down the cage and beat her to death with their own bare hands. But thankfully they were restrained by the guards on duty, who had to push them back. 

The crowd's ammo turned even more vile. Rotten produce, rocks, and even manure started to fly through the air. Francessa shrieked and ducked, but her gown was now decorated with foul-smelling substances, and bruises formed on her arms where the rocks had met their mark.