Their footsteps echoed loudly as they carefully made their way inside the room. A prominent click was heard before red hued lights and music blared on. A disco ball began to spin around, sending sparkling dots around the room. Chrome held onto Mukuro's sleeve, afraid to lose sight of him. They had no choice but to continue forward. "Don't let go of me, Nagi," he murmurs to her. She nods, "Don't worry, Mukuro-sama, I won't." With every step they take, though, the music gets louder; and as it gets louder, the room seems to quiver. Chrome held on tight, glancing at every corner, every wall, every spot of the room. Her gut felt awful. "Something's off..." Before the young girl could respond, a shrilling explosion shook the room. The stereo and speakers burst to pieces. Metal ornaments flew at high speed towards the pair. No debris hit her, except for the juice. It stung her one eye, and it tasted a gut churning metal. "Mukuro-sama, wha..." she fell silent. She stood dead still, horror struck at the sight before her eye. Tears streaked down her bloodied face as the body fell limp on the floor, twitching from its loss. Her legs couldn't support her anymore, so she slumped onto the floor. Mouth agape and trembling, she slowly crawled towards her master. With shaky arms, she clutched her master's head and held it tightly to her chest. She rocked back and forth, back and forth. Murmuring, "I won't let you go. I won't let you go. I won't let you go. Mukuro-sama." The half broken disco ball continues to turn in the red hued room.
...the whole idea from Ms. Grin and Cry !