Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

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much the same can be said of the gunman, too.... GUN FOR HIRE By MACK called softly, "Al." The pleasurable, comfortable, are fairly permanent even "Where's the nearest?" doubling and twisting and twitching of every muscle and nerve. There was pain, horror and tumultuous fear. And he came out of it as quickly and completely as he'd gone in. He was in, he thought, a hospital and his first reaction was to think, didn't, huh? What happens after I "Mr. Prantera, this will probably Then his second thought was being handled in that manner." Joe eyed him in scorn. "Oh, you on me?" he hadn't completely pulled the trigger. "If I understand your idiom correctly, you mean prison. There are get him off with a couple of years at Quentin. no prisons in this era, Mr. Prantera." "No banks! You gotta have banks!" to practice vocally. "You have recovered?" Joe Prantera looked at the other endless ramifications—including was one of these foreign doctors, like. The newcomer said, "You have undoubtedly been through a most harrowing experience. If you have any untoward symptoms, possibly I could be of assistance." let's get down to facts. Summa the bank robberies—as we were to productive expressionlessly. Maybe the old duck stimulant?" mother had died in childbirth. His father hadn't brought him to the States until the age of five and by that time he had a stepmother. to Temple-Tracy's apartment and, ah, dispose of him?" of a faint nausea, which brought back memories of that extreme condition he'd suffered during ... during what? He hadn't the vaguest idea of what had happened. He was dressed in a hospital-type nightgown. He looked down at it and gives it to me instead." Dr. Reston-Farrell said, "Howard Temple-Tracy lives alone. He customarily receives visitors every afternoon, snorted and made his way over to the "You think I'd be seen dead wearing this stuff? What is this, some religious crackpot hospital?" Reston-Farrell said, "I am afraid, Mr. Salviati-Prantera, that these are eh?" he said sarcastically. "Then what happens? How do I get out of the "Get rid of the gun. You want I should get caught with the gun on me? I'd wind up in the gas chamber He looked out, however, not on the lawns and walks of a sanitarium but capital punishment, you must realize." "O.K. I still don't wanta get caught. What is the rap these days, huh?" have no jails any more." "This is difficult for you to understand, him, "but, you see, we no longer punish "Try this, it's excellent cognac." matter what they do? That's crazy. realization would be a shock to you," "The motivation for crime has room. We will be glad to explain to you if you will join us there." person who commits a violence against another is obviously in need of medical care. And, consequently, receives it." vengeance, of the measures that "You mean, like, if I steal a car or doctor?" Joe Prantera was unbelieving. "Why would anybody wish to steal failure, were now far away. something, they just take me to a give it to somebody?" "You will be turned over to a medical institution. Citizen Howard Temple-Tracy is the last man you will ever kill, Mr. Prantera." reopened for him. He went through it without looking back. "Well then, figure something else. "Mr. Prantera," Dr. Reston-Farrell said, "there has been as much progress in the field of psychiatry in the past two centuries as there has in any other. Your treatment would be brief and painless, believe me." Joe said coldly, "And what happens to you guys? How do you know I won't rat on you?" after you have accomplished your mission, we plan to turn ourselves over to the nearest institution to have determined whether or not we also need therapy." "Now I'm beginning to wonder about you guys," Joe said. "Look, all over again, what'd'ya wanta give it to this guy for?" The doctor said, "We explained the other day, Mr. Prantera. Citizen atavistic, evil genius. We are afraid for our institutions if his plans are allowed to mature." everybody's got it made, like, who'd listen to him?" The doctor nodded at the validity is a unique animal. Physically he matures at approximately the age of thirteen. However, mental maturity and adjustment is often not fully realized until thirty or even more. glass down and said carefully, "What's it all about, huh?" Warren Brett-James said soothingly, "Prepare yourself for somewhat achieved. Before such maturity is the military, all seem romantic to the immature. They rebel at the orderliness of present society. They seek entertainment of a shock, Mr. Prantera. You are no "O.K., so this guy is dangerous. You want him knocked off before he screws everything up. But the way companion. "What is the date, Old "I am afraid you have no alternative," Brett-James said gently. "Without He let the sentence fall away as he whole world where they talk American?" Joe demanded, aghast. Dr. Reston-Farrell controlled the in a museum. It had been more easily procured than the ammunition had been solved. repelled by the very conception of what they had planned. years after the last memory you have." Joe Prantera's mind suddenly reverted If they allowed him to call it off today, "And he won't think it's funny I "That is correct." "That is correct." hammer down, thumbed on the "Let's start all over again. I got this Louis, everybody, they're dead. Even soft. "They are all dead, Mr. Prantera. Their children are all dead, and their grandchildren." are, a professional assassin." ... transported to dispose of a contemporary named I might say, whose demise would probably have caused small dismay to "It's a handgun, circa, I would say, about 1925 Old Calendar. What there are no professional assassins in in the world are you doing with it?" THE END you ever consider the future?" copyright on this publication was renewed. Minor spelling and with national and international, problems. Just as we are today and just as nations were a century or a millennium depressions and dictators and like that." "Yes, like that," Brett-James The heavy-set man paused a moment. "Yes, like that," he repeated. "That we confront you now indicates that the problems of your day were solved. Hadn't they been, the world most surely would have destroyed itself. and a half ago our society eliminated conflict. For that matter," he added musingly, "we eliminated most international boundaries. Depressions? Shortly after your own period, man minimum of toil. Overnight, for all practical purposes, the whole world was industrialized, automated. The as others are still enslaved. Today the democratic ethic has reached a pinnacle new strain—has found the human race unprotected from its disease. We had thought our vaccines immunized us." "What's that suppose to mean?" evil has appeared on the current scene." not considered." five times. Then I woulda took the would have been forfeit, Mr. Prantera." Reston-Farrell said, "As to reward, age. Once this task has been performed, we will sponsor your entry into present day society. Competent psychiatric therapy will soon remove your present—" "Waita minute, now. You figure on shrinker, eh? No thanks, Buster. I'm going back to my own—" Brett-James was shaking his head again. "I am afraid there is no return, time stream. There can be no return assimilating, but this was the final He stayed in the apartment of Reston-Farrell. Joe had been right, Reston-Farrell was a medical doctor. Brett-James evidently had something to do with the process that had enabled

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What is the punishment for murder in the future?

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A Death
B Erasure from the timeline
C Life in prison
D Psychiatric Care

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D