Her feet slipped from under her, her knees hit the coarse sand. Her chest heaving, the only sound was the pound of her heart racing, trying to burst from her.
She looked down at her hands. They were covered with something, at first it didn't connect. How could it? But that couldn't change it, all her wishing couldn't change the fact that her hands were covered, dripping with her best friend's blood. The best friend she had loved so desperately that she agreed to do what he asked. That still didn't change it. Nothing could take it away, she could wash it from her hands a thousand times, but nothing could change that it was there once. Nothing could change that she had…
"Riezo…" She whimpered, tears streaming down her face.
Her mind went to all the times she could have told him, could have said those three little words… Those words she'd now never be able to say. If only she hadn't been so scarred, so stupid, so…
If only she hadn't of done it.
But he had asked her to!
It didn't matter; he was the only person she truly cared about and she…
She still…
She let out a heavy sob. Damn this game, this stupid, meaningless killing. Her hand shot up to the metal collar that was around her neck, choking her. She tugged at it, but it didn't give.
She felt a sudden pain in the back of her head,
Her eyes flashed red.
She fell into a bloody heap.
"Game Over",
He said with a grin that was laced with malice, as he took out a small piece of paper and scratched out a name.
Female Student#3, Suzuki Ato.