It hung in the center of the room. The light from the cracks in the wall caused a slight casting of a simple shadow along the darkly stained wood. Other than that, the room was black. Black and silent. It was displayed to scare the victim. Portraying a violent scene to an intruders eyes. The single three legged stool stood all in its lonesome, waiting to be used. One step closer to it, and a rippling feeling of pain and sorrow launched through a person. Nearing a noose set for experiment was like walking into a room with a gun pointed at you. Thoughts of death were poured out of you as the tears slid down your face. Death, murder, suicide. It was all the same, just from a different perspective.