— THE EXECUTION OF SACHIKO RYOUICHI
CW; needles, arm trauma, general violence/blood
"SSSACHIKO RYOUICHI..... IS NOT GUILTY!!! Kekekeke! Now sssay goodbye, you horrendousss fuck-upsss!"
Sachiko is thrown into a dark room illuminated only around her. However, she herself didn’t appear able to even see her hand in front of her face; it appears it’s only illuminated so you can watch. She lets out a shriek as something shatters near her, and bits of broken glass embed themselves in her arm. She's breathing heavily, the blood soaking through her large, heavy sleeves as she tries to stand; in doing so, something else - a blunt, heavy object - is thrown at her, and she wails as it hits her directly in the back. She collapses again, and clutches desperately at the ground, clawing at whatever surface it is as laughter echoes throughout the room.
Suddenly, the lights flicker, soon turning back on only for you to see a knife shoot by Sachiko, grazing her cheek and clattering to the ground behind her. She lets out another scream, but this time she hurriedly covers her mouth with her hands, attempting to silence herself. She whimpers, bringing her hands up to rest behind her head, leaning down in an attempt to hide from whatever keeps hurting her. She continues whimpering, until she lets out a scream as a knife embeds itself in her side. She collapses on the ground, trying to pull it out, only to whimper quietly when she realizes she can't do anything.
Another knife hits, and another, and another, and her breathing grows hoarse and weak. She coughs, only to groan in pain, and suddenly, she could see again. Just in time to see a syringe roll into the tiny area of illumination, and she gingerly picks it up. She knows what it’s for. They were coaxing her into doing this. She didn’t deserve this, but once backed into a corner, there’s not much else that can be done. Her peers chose this for her. And so, she lets her sleeve roll down, and she stabs herself.
She collapses, torturously slow, the syringe still in her hand, small droplets of whatever poison was left over falling onto the floor. She felt the toxin start to take its effect, and she closed her eyes, and she paused, before her lips turned up in a smile. She smiled a sad, desolate smile, before coughing up a sickeningly large amount of blood, and her hand goes limp, the syringe slowly falling out of her grasp and rolling away from her.
— SACHIKO RYOUICHI HAS BEEN EXECUTED.














