WEEK 1 EXECUTION

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EXECUTION

Just like before, you all get up in the morning...but you know that after today, there will be less of you.

The Lady appears again, leading you all up the stairs to the third floor, past whatever glimpses of the upper floors you might get. This time, it's to a chapel - where a screen near the altar is already playing a video, the sound of the most beautiful instrument in the world washing over you all as you take a seat in the pews.

The Lady puts down some tarp near the altar, as if expecting this to get messy. When she's finished, she sets her gaze on all of you, her beautiful somehow awful during this moment before someone dies.

"Good morning. Shall we begin this execution?"

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[foundationmods]

[The Lady sighs.]

The body will be safely disposed of, fed to our Guests, the rats. Is that fine?

[dolleyed]

[ .... eugh??

Kohaku pauses for a moment, thinking about it. Then he nods. ]

That'll do.

[imstuck]

[And that's it.

Hearing that is enough to break him of any restraint he tried to gain this past few weeks.

He slowly gets up, and moves to punch her right in her stupid face.]

[foundationmods]

[Right before he does, The Captain blocks it.]

Time out, fucker.

[Phil is now deaf and mute for 30 minutes.]

[imstuck]

[Oh

Okay

He's just going to just

Slump back to his knees in despair

he's fine.]

[latebluemer]

[Her hands tighten a little around her arms and her brows draw down even further, hearing that. It's one thing to know there are body parts lying around for rat feed and another thing entirely to have one of their own, however that goes, explicitly turned into rat chow.]

... There isn't an option to bury or burn them instead, is there?

[They're all going to get haunted anyway and judging by Medic's attitude he could probably go either way but look, it's just a matter of like, cultural norms and death.]

[foundationmods]

No.

[That's it.]