Forty-three-year-old Paul Beaumont, who used to switch places with his twin brother Thomas,
faces sentencing in a court where the sentence is always death and the worst death option
involves government time-traveling executioners—although the universe will allow the
sentence to be carried out only after the condemned no longer has a future contribution of
importance.
“I order death from category K.” Somehow these words sound less insidious than the
proper name. There is only one type of death in this category. It's called “Erasure.”