Hey there! Sorry for the wait, I got pretty busy. But as promised, this chapter is longer than the previous one (and most of the other chapters to be fair). When my girlfriend proofread it she got horrified by one particular scene, even tho I warned her. Let's see how you'll react all.

warning: mention of suicide, mass shooting, abortion, graphic violence and self-harm


Shiena's head was spinning. Lying on the cold floor, she had a hard time remembering what happened. Her body felt numb and her head was pounding. She recognized that she was in her cell, but the reason why she was lying on the floor instead of the bed was unknown to her.

She tried to rise up, but she couldn't. She felt herself bound strongly, and she lowered her head, discovering with shock that she was now wearing a straitjacket. Shiena immediately felt panic arise in her as she started to struggle, in vain.

"Kenmochi-san, please stop. You'll only hurt yourself."

Shiena stopped when she heard those words. She raised her head and saw a nurse- not the usual one- standing in front of the bars. She was looking at her with concern.

"I'll come inside, is that okay with you?" the nurse asked.

As a reply, Shiena nodded weakly. The nurse opened the door and stepped inside, holding with her a plate. She set it on the ground as she crouched at Shiena's level. Delicately, she lifted the brunette and helped her to sit down. Shiena then saw what was on the plate- pills and a glass of water.

"How are you feeling, Kenmochi-san?" the nurse asked softly.

"I… I don't know. Everything is spinning around me, and my head hurts. What happened?"

"You had a psychotic episode. You started screaming that there was something invisible and not human and you assaulted a nurse. Do you remember that?"

Shiena had no memory of this event. All she knew is that she wasn't crazy. It must be a lie, that was the only explanation. But she didn't dare to voice her thoughts out loud.

"N-No…"

"Maybe it's better this way. It's time to take your meds."

The nurse took the pills and softly pressed them against Shiena's lips. She offered no resistance and allowed the nurse to feed them to her and have her drink up.

"Good. I'll let you rest for a moment and come back later for your appointment with your psychiatrist."

Shiena didn't reply anything to that. She let the nurse lift her and led her to her bed, where she lied down.

"I'll be back soon, try to sleep a little, okay?"

Shiena seemed nodded. The nurse smiled and left the cell, leaving Shiena alone.

Shiena wasn't particularly tired. But she still closed her eyes, trying to fall asleep.

The new nurse seemed nice. Way more friendly than the previous one. But still, she couldn't believe she had a psychotic episode. She wasn't psychotic- she was perfectly sane. It must be part of the conspiracy. She knew she wasn't crazy.

She wasn't crazy.

Right?

It was with this doubt in mind that Shiena sank into sleep.


Shiena immediately stretched out her arms. The restrainment had started to numb her arms. She was glad that the straitjacket was finally removed.

But the joy was short-term. As soon as she finished stretching, she ended up handcuffed. But at least it offered her more "freedom" than a straitjacket- and the ability to use the toilet on her own.

"Sorry for that. It's just a precaution, in case…- anyway, let's go," the nurse said.

The two usual guards were also there, but the nurse was the one who was leading her out of the cell and through the corridor, gently, as the guards followed them. They then stopped in front of a room Shiena recognized. The nurse led her inside, where she noticed Suzu's presence, sitting at one of the chairs, smiling.

"Welcome back, Kenmochi-san. Please take a seat."

It wasn't like Shiena had much of a choice. The nurse brought her to the remaining chair and made her sit, before fixing the handcuff to the table.

"I'll be back after the session," the nurse said before she left the room with the two guards, closing the door behind her.

Suzu opened her folder and took a few pieces of papers, before she looked at Shiena.

"I heard you had a certain incident yesterday. Would you like to tell me about it?" Suzu asked.

Shiena remained silent for a moment, staring at the table as she nervously played with her fingers.

"I… I don't remember what happened. Apparently I… started screaming about something invisible in my cell, and attacked a nurse…"

"Do you know why?"

"N-No… as I said I don't even remember doing that…"

"Mhm."

Suzu didn't add anything to that and simply took a few notes in her notebook.

"Last session you told me about your childhood. Would you feel comfortable if we continue? Maybe about when you were older- a teenager."

Shiena became tense. Her teen years had been a rough period for her- if not the outright worst time of her life (well, if she didn't count her getting framed for murder and locked in an asylum). She didn't really want to talk about it, but perhaps that just like last time, talking about it would make her feel better.

"Middle school… was relatively okay. I had a few friends, I was in the drama club, my grades were decent. Some people were bullying me, but at least I wasn't alone. Us bullied kids stick together, which made things bearable. But then came high school…"

Shiena stopped for a moment, feeling a lump in her throat, before she continued.

"When I was in middle school I was mostly living with my mother and was at my father's house during the weekends. Even if my parents were divorced, they still lived in the same town. But then, when I finished middle school, my mother moved out due to her work. I had to follow her to another town and… I lost all my friends. I ended up in a high school where I knew nobody. I was really nervous and when it was time to introduce myself, I… I stuttered a lot. People must have viewed me as weak. I got picked on right on my first day. They waited after school to ambush me in the bathroom and… bullied me."

Those awful memories she tried to bury deep in her mind suddenly came back.

"High school had been a living hell for me. Every day, people insulted me, broke my stuff, stole from me, put gross stuff in my locker, and even beat me up. Each day I prayed to be sick so I wouldn't have to go to school… And I wished that the school would just burn down and everyone who bullied me would get struck by lightning," Shiena said bitterly.

"So you wished death on those who hurt you."

Shiena let out a dark giggle.

"Who wouldn't? Not that I could actually kill anyone. It's not out of a lack of desire, just… that I don't have it in me."

"You mean… even if you wanted to kill, you couldn't?"

Shiena hesitated to answer. It may sound weird for Suzu, given that Shiena had been judged guilty of two murders. But Shiena knew she was innocent, and she knew she couldn't kill even if she wanted to. She even had proof. But explaining it… would reopen a scar from the past. But with what happened recently, it was probably wide open now and heavily bleeding. So perhaps confessing to Suzu would at least bandage it.

"I… at some point, I… planned to shoot up the school. And then kill myself."

Suzu stopped taking notes for a moment and raised her head, looking at Shiena with what appeared to be astonishment.

"You… wanted to shoot up the school?"

"And then myself."

"But… how?"

"I… got a gun. I brought it to school. I really wanted… to kill every one of those bastards who mistreated me, and I dreamt about it for so long… but I couldn't do it. I really wanted to do it, but… I didn't have the strength to."

Suzu remained silent for a moment, which made Shiena worried. Maybe she shouldn't have said that. She was overwhelmed by regret and wished she could just vanish right now.

"Kenmochi-san… you don't have to feel bad for that. Given your situation, nobody could blame you. You can't feel remorse over something you didn't do. I think it's way more brave to not kill rather than kill. If you had done it, you would have ended up in jail."

Given the circumstances, would it have been so bad? What did the fact that she didn't end up in jail as a teen bring to her life? Getting arrested as an adult for murders she hadn't done and thrown in an asylum? But still, Suzu's words warmed up her heart. It felt good to have at least one person who didn't condemn her for her actions.

"My only comfort during those dark years was… my online group of friends."

"What online group?"

"It was called… Collective Dismissal. A group of bullied people- they helped me go through all that suffering. They are the ones… who taught me how to hack. I owe them most of my skills and knowledge in computer science."

"I see. At least you did have some friends. Are you still in contact with them?"

"...N-Not really… I love a lot of them, but some of them… were into pretty shady stuff. So I prefered to take some distance with them."

"Ah, I see."

Suzu took a few more notes until she looked at her watch.

"That will be all for today. Thanks for your cooperation. And don't torment yourself about the past, Kenmochi-san. You did nothing wrong."

Shiena didn't know if she could believe those words, but it did feel good to hear them. The nurse came back to bring her back to her cell, and for the first time since she arrived in this asylum, Shiena felt somewhat nice.

Perhaps being here wouldn't be so bad after all.


Otoya did one last check up in her store to make sure everything was in the right place, before she turned off the lights. All the other employees had left a while ago, and as the owner, Otoya always stayed a little longer.

She stepped outside the shop and closed the door, before locking it. She then let out a sigh.

Another good day of work selling flowers to morons who will never be able to truly understand their beauty. Unlike her. Otoya walked away from the flower shop, ready to go home. But first, she had one stop to make.

On her way home, she passed by the drug store. She had a few items to buy. She stopped by the pharmacy nearby and wandered in the alleys, looking for what she needed. A bottle of aspirin, a box of bandages, some lube and a pack of beers. As she went to the cash register, Otoya noticed a familiar figure who was exiting the drug store. Otoya quickly paid and grabbed her bag, following that person.

She exited the pharmacy and looked around, before she spotted the person she was looking for. They were walking on the sideway before they turned to go through the backstreet. Otoya smirked to herself as she went after themt. She didn't even try to be discreet- what was the point anyway? They were alone, it was the night, and it wasn't like someone would bother them.

Her target stopped walking, as if they heard her. They immediately turned back and were greeted by Otoya's best fake friendly smile.

"Oh, so it was really you. Hey, Mahiru-chan ~"

Mahiru remained frozen. She then flinched when Otoya started to walk closer to her, much to her pleasure. Mahiru really looked like a helpless little animal. Life had started to get monotonous and boring. Otoya was in constant need of stimulation- she needed distractions to kill time. She had been stripped of her right to hunt down beautiful women, confined to be a mere hitman. She used to be an untamed wolf and now she was nothing more than a domesticated dog. She had lost her freedom and was forced to obey orders.

She also had lost her favourite toy.

Well, perhaps it was time to get a new one. And lucky her, there was one right in front of her.

"What did you get at the store, Mahiru-chan?" Otoya asked cheerfully.

When she said that, Mahiru immediately brought her bag closer to her and started to recoil. But before she could go, Otoya nearly jumped on her and grabbed her arm.

"Hey, where are you going? I just want to chat with you. That's kinda rude of you to try to leave like that without even saying hello."

Mahiru weakly struggled, which only amused Otoya, who tightened her grip. She then ripped Mahiru's bag out of her hands and pulled back. Mahiru immediately stretched her arm to get it back but Otoya pushed her away.

"Aww, why are you being so mean to me? I just want to get to know you better. Now let's see what you got at the store…"

Otoya looked inside the bag, but all she found was a single flask. She grabbed it to examine it, while still keeping Mahiru from taking it back.

"Huh? What's that? Pills? You have a prescription?" Otoya asked.

Mahiru didn't answer, still desperately trying to take back what was hers. Otoya simply pushed her to the ground while taking a closer look at the flask.

"Seroquel?" Otoya read. "What's that for?"

Mahiru stayed quiet as she tried to get back on her feet, only to get pushed down once again.

"Are you perhaps some kind of psycho? Schizo maybe? Is poor Mahiru-chan crazy?"

Faced with Mahiru's silence, Otoya decided to get more assertive. She stomped on Mahiru's stomach, not enough to harm her, but enough to keep her from moving.

"I ask you a question. The least you can do is answer it," Otoya said coldly.

Mahiru still refused to talk. Otoya wasn't the impatient type, but she did dislike when people didn't do as she said. So she started to press on her belly, which made Mahiru utter a gasp of pain.

"I tried being nice. You only have yourself to blame. Now tell me what I want to know, or else, well… let's just say you don't want to see what I'm capable of."

Tears started to bead in Mahiru's eyes, which made her beautiful amethyst gaze more bright. What a pleasant sight.

"I… those… those are… for… my anxiety."

"Huh? Anxiety? There are pills for that? Pff, you should just toughen up."

With no surprise, Mahiru started to sob. Otoya sighed as she removed her foot from her belly. It would be bad if she reported her to the police. Although, she highly doubted that someone as weak as she was, and without any evidence, could prove shit. As long as she didn't leave any marks, it should be fine.

"Aww, poor little Mahiru-chan. I'm sorry if I scared you. I just want us to get along. Here, let me help you."

Otoya crouched a little and offered her hand to Mahiru with a warm smile. Mahiru seemed to hesitate for a moment, before she looked down. She then grabbed Otoya's hand, who helped her get on her feet.

But as soon as she was standing up, Mahiru raised her head and glanced at Otoya. She pulled on her arm, bringing her closer to her, before violently punching her right in the face.

Otoya didn't see that coming. Upon the shock, Otoya staggered, but managed to remain on her feet. She stared back at Banba, who had raised her fist, ready to punch her again.

But this time, Otoya saw her coming and dodged her attack, before pushing her away and recoiling. Banba's look was completely different. The usual shy and docile girl was gone- she now looked so feral, full of rage and ready to beat you up. Otoya licked the blood that was pouring from her injured nose and grinned.

"Well, well, finally you showed me your dark side, Mahiru-chan. I knew you weren't who you pretended to be. You reek of blood, just like me. A monster with a human mask-"

"Shut the hell up ya freak! I ain't Mahiru!"

Otoya went quiet. What the fuck was she talking about? How could she not be Mahiru? But then, something came back like a flash in Otoya's mind.

"It seems so… But that girl, she keeps attracting nice and generous people, like she was… gaining their sympathy. I feel like she must be somewhat pitiful, maybe shy, someone that arises compassion and the desire to protect. Yet those murders are so brutal, it has to be someone rough, aggressive, unstable. It feels like this girl and the murderer are two completely different people, yet both the culprit…" Shiena said

"Maybe the personality change is because of her psychosis, maybe she has psychotic rages that change her behaviour," Otoya proposed.

Upon remembering this conversation with Shiena, Otoya understood. She then smirked.

"I see. So you're not Mahiru-chan. You're her other personality, right?"

"Oh? Ya know 'bout me? Well then, there ain't any reason to hide it. The name's Banba Shinya, and it ain't nice to meet you."

"Oh, Shinya-chan then-"

"Call me 'chan' again and I'll rip out your eyes."

"Shinya then. Let me guess, you're the Demolisher, right?"

For the first time, Shinya looked uneasy. She clenched her fists, like she was fighting the urge to simply beat the shit out of Otoya.

"How… do ya know that?"

"Hm? Oh, well… let's just say I have a good friend who may have put me on the right path."

Shinya clenched her teeth as her eyes screamed fury.

"Then, ya won't walk from here alive."

On those words, Shinya rushed towards Otoya, her fist raised. Otoya stopped her attack with her palm and her expression tensed with pain. Shinya was awfully strong. This strength was surprising, coming from such a frail girl. Otoya was quite strong herself, but she was forced to admit that Shinya was physically stronger than her. But it didn't mean she couldn't beat her.

Shinya tried to punch her with her other fist, which Otoya managed to grab too, although not without pain. She was now holding both Shinya's fists. Otoya tried to overpower her and push her away, but Shinya didn't let her. She instead started to push Otoya who, weaker than her, was forced to recoil, until she was violently slammed against the wall.

Otoya tried to break free, in vain. Shinya was simply stronger than her. She was now grinning, like she was already savoring her victory. But Otoya remained perfectly calm and thought. She grinned too when she suddenly got an idea.

She gave a quick and powerful headbutt to Shinya, who immediately let out a grunt of pain as she let go of Otoya, reeling back. Otoya took advantage of the fact her opponent was seeing stars to rush towards her and violently knee her in the stomach. Shinya was bent over in pain, and Otoya was far from done. As Shinya's face was lowered, Otoya didn't hesitate to punch, before making her trip. Shinya collapsed to the ground and Otoya didn't allow her the time to get up before she started to repetitively kick her. Shinya groaned in pain as she curled up, trying to cover herself with her arms. It didn't stop Otoya from kicking her with great joy, laughing like crazy. But that amusement was soon replaced by contempt, so much that she didn't even want her foot to touch Shinya. It seemed that despite her strength, which was probably the result of a raise of adrenaline, she was actually not that resilient.

"Pathetic," Otoya said with scorn as she stopped her assault. "For years I viewed you as my ultimate rival- I was so eager to finally meet you, and this is what I discovered. A frail and weak little girl. So disappointing. You didn't live up to my expectations. Demolisher my ass, more like-"

Otoya suddenly fell to the ground. She realized too late that Shinya grabbed her ankle and made her trip. Before she could get up, Shinya was straddling her, and started to strangle her.

"Ya fucking bitch! Ya really think I would let ya kill me?! I didn't even intend to kill ya, but now ur gonna fucking die. I can't let ya live after ya learned Mahiru's secret!"

Otoya tried to push her back, without any success. She was quickly starting to lose oxygen, and at this rate, it wouldn't take long for her to die. Was it really the end for her? Hoisted by her own petard. Kind of ironic, isn't it? The bully killed by the bullied.

Not that she would let that happen.

"Shin...ya… I'm not gonna… denounce you. I'm…. just like you. I'm… Jack the Ripper… of the 21st century."

Shinya continued to strangle her for a moment and Otoya felt like she was about to lose consciousness. But then, Shinya suddenly stopped and stared at her.

"Jack… the Ripper? Ya mean… the serial killer?"

Otoya gasped and took a deep breath, filling her lungs with that sweet oxygen she was oh-so craving for.

"Yeah. And not only that. I'm also part of a powerful organization. I could be a great help for you. I'm earning quite a lot of money, so if you ever need some financial support-"

"Mah girlfriend is the heiress of a successful CEO. I don't need your blood money."

"Ok… but still, you have no reason to kill me. If I denounce you, you'll then denounce me, and we'll both end up in jail and eventually get executed. And if you kill me, my group won't let my death go unpunished. You don't want anything bad happening to Mahiru-chan, right? Or even your girlfriend."

Those words seemed to deeply trouble Shinya. Otoya had to force herself to not smile.

"And, I ain't Mahiru-chan's type, right? Would you really dirty your hands to kill someone like me? Is it really worth it?"

Shinya seemed to hesitate, before she straightened up, yet still on top of Otoya.

"You're right. Ya ain't worth it. I kill for Mahiru's sake, and your death won't bring her any valuable relics."

Otoya sighed. She didn't get what she meant by relics, but at least it meant she'll live to see another day.

"Hey, let's be friends, ok? I think we have a lot in common- we could get along pretty well," Otoya proposed.

Shinya remained stoic before a sinister smile appeared on her lips.

"Sure, let's be friends. But first, friends gotta owe each other debt, right?"

"Uhhhh…. yeah?"

"Ya see, ya hurt me pretty badly earlier, so it would only be fair if I do the same to you, right?"

Before Otoya could reply at all, Shinya suddenly punched her left arm and an awful sound of cracking followed. Otoya didn't realize at first what happened, until pain suddenly consumed her. She let out a strangled cry of pain as Shinya giggled.

"Here, now we're even," Shinya said as she rose up. "Seeya later, 'friend'."

And thus, Shinya picked back her stuff and left the backstreet without turning back. Otoya remained on the floor, wriggling in pain. She tried to think about something else to ease the pain, but it didn't seem to work.

Until she thought about Shiena.

It seemed to work this time, probably because of endorphins or something. Otoya pathetically rose up and took a look at her arm. It was starting to get blueish.

Otoya sighed. No doubt, it was broken. Great.

"Ah, fuck."

Otoya grabbed back her bag and looked inside. Judging by her injury, she'd need more than a bandage.

Definitely, life sucked these days.


"... Shiena."

Someone was calling her. A voice that seemed far away. Almost like it wasn't from this world. She didn't like that voice. She just wanted to ignore and pretend she didn't hear it.

"Shiena…"

Shiena grunted as she started to wriggle. No, she didn't want to answer. She didn't want to see that person. She suffered too much because of them, and she had enough.

"Shiena!"

Shiena finally opened her eyes. She was welcomed by the same white ceiling. She was in her cell. She felt really dizzy and her vision was even more blurry than usual. What kind of dream was she having? This person she heard calling her, could it be…?

"Shiena."

Shiena jolted. She heard this voice again. It wasn't in her dream? Was this voice real? Or was she hallucinating?

"Shiena!"

Shiena got up from bed and looked frantically around. There was no one around in her cell other than her- she was all alone.

"I'm here."

She jolted again as she turned her head, to discover that there was someone in front of the cell.

A woman was standing in front of the bars. She had long wavy chestnut hair and her eyes seemed to be brown. Shiena couldn't see well without her glasses, but she did feel like she knew this person.

Shiena stood up and walked towards the bars to get a better look at who was there. That hair, those eyes, they looked…. familiar. Really similar to…

To her.

"... Mother?"

"Have you any idea of the embarrassment you put me through!?"

Shiena remained frozen. Yep, that angry voice, definitely her mother.

"... What…?"

"People are starting to spread rumours about me. That I'm the mother of a psychopath. I did everything I could so people wouldn't know we were related, but it seemed that I had been neglectful…"

"It wouldn't be the first time…"

"Shut up! Why have you done such a thing!? Have you even thought about me? About the shame and dirt you would put on my name? Of course not. You always have been a selfish little brat. A real waste of time, space, resources, money… I didn't raise you for you to become a fucking killer!"

"You didn't even raise me!"

Her mother stopped talking for a moment as she made the most offended look possible.

"How dare you! You ungrateful offspring! I bore you for nine months, I gave birth to you, I gave you a home and you never missed anything!"

"So you fucked once without protection and then threw money at me. Wow, you surely deserve the award of Mother of the Year."

"Shut up! I did everything I could to raise you, you had everything you needed…"

"Except love."

Her mother didn't seem to have expected this answer. Shiena hoped that perhaps it would open up her eyes and maybe melt her heart of ice, but instead, her mother started to laugh with such contempt in her voice.

"Love? You missed love? You poor baby, she wasn't loved enough. Do you want me to cry for you? Or maybe you need some warm milk? Or that I change your diaper?"

Shiena couldn't believe what her mother was saying. She was making fun of her pain and made it look like it was trivial. Everything was her fault yet she didn't even seem to feel regret for her actions or even acknowledge her mistakes. It made Shiena boil with rage as tears of anger and sadness started to form in her eyes.

"You never loved me. You never loved my father. You never loved anyone. Except yourself."

"Come on, don't be like that. Toughen up a little, you're an adult now. You can't live in the past anymore. Not that I blame you, given how shitty your present is and your future will be…"

"Shut up!" Shiena suddenly yelled. "You have no idea of all the shit I went through because of you! I never had any self-esteem because of you- I always thought I had no value and no worth! I had no confidence in myself, someone as shy and nervous as me was an easy target for bullies. Do you even know all the mistreatment I went through in high school? Not that you would have cared. I nearly fucking shot up-"

"You shut up! Stop playing the sad and pathetic little victim! You're not the only one who suffered you know! I was forced to marry a man I didn't love, I had to bare you in me for nine months, you left marks on my body, I lost the promotion I was so looking forward to for years, and my family looked at me with scorn as if I was a whore! And all for what? An ungrateful, vulgar, useless and miserable clump of cells! But, you have my blood, my genes, you came from me. I'll always be your mother and thus, you owe me respect!"

Shiena took a deep breath before she stared at her mother with all the resent she had against her.

"No, you're not my mother. Blood means nothing, birth certificates means nothing, that's not what family is. You've never been a mother to me, and you don't deserve to call yourself that. You were never my mother, and you never will be. I owe you nothing. Next time, learn how to use protection."

Seeing her mother red with fury made Shiena smirk with satisfaction, which only infuriated her mother even more.

"I should have fucking aborted you!" her mother yelled.

Shiena violently grabbed the bars and glared at her mother.

"I should have fucking killed you when I had the chance!" Shiena shouted back.

Her mother looked utterly shocked when she heard those words. It made Shiena laugh, but not out of joy. Her laughing simply sounded insane.

"Kill her… kill her…"

Shiena flinched. Again with this voice…

"You… you fucking sociopath! You're no daughter of mine!"

"I'm the result of how you raised me. If you want a culprit to blame, look at yourself in the mirror."

"Kill her… kill that bitch… right now…"

Her mother started to recoil, visibly afraid and disgusted.

"You're dead to me. I don't want to see you ever again."

"Oh, trust me, once I'm out of here, you'll be the one dead. For real."

"Now…. do it…. do it now!"

Surrendering to the voice, Shiena passed her arms through the bars and tried to grab her mother, who immediately reacted by jumping backward.

"You… you're fucking crazy… stay away from me!"

And as she yelled that, her mother ran away as Shiena was simply laughing madly.

"Don't worry, you'll kill her one day… You'll kill everyone who wronged you."

Shiena stopped laughing. Those words paralyzed her.

She'll kill people? She'll become… a murderer? A serial killer?

It had always been her worst fear yet her deepest desire.

"No… I don't… I don't want to be a killer!"

"You will. It's your destiny."

The voice felt like it was coming from behind her. Shiena quickly turned back, but there was no one behind her. She was all alone in this white prison.

"You won't find me. You can't see me."

"Where the fuck are you, you bastard!?"

"Follow your own advice. If you want a culprit to blame, look at yourself in the mirror."

Shiena realized with horror what the voice meant. There was no one else than her here. This thing, whatever it was, couldn't be seen.

Because it was in her.

Shiena felt horrified. She could have pictured some disgusting and monstrous parasite lurking and creeping in her brain. She couldn't bear the thought of having something… evil inside of her.

She had to get it out.

Shiena started to frantically scratch her forehead, as if it would do anything. All she managed to do was claw her face to blood. She let out a groan of pain. It wasn't enough. She needed something stronger so she could get rid of this parasyte.

She needed to open up her skull.

Shiena stared at the wall, this freaking white wall, and got an idea. She walked towards it and put her hands on her. Then she took a deep breath.

And violently smashed her head against the wall.

Shiena gasped in pain. It hurt like hell. But she was determined to continue, no matter the suffering.

So she hit her head against the wall again, and again, and again, and again…

Her head now felt so numb that she couldn't feel pain anymore. She felt something wet roll on her face and wondered if she was crying again.

Then she took a look at the wall. The white was immaculate anymore. There was now a red stain on it.

Finally, some colour on this boring white wall.

Shiena could help but laugh maniacally. She didn't even remember what she was doing right now, and she didn't care. She just wanted to paint the whole wall red.

So she continued to smash her forehead against the wall with no restrain, laughing like crazy. At each hit, blood drops splashed everywhere, like a beautiful crimson dance.

Then another colour joined. Black spots. The more she hit her head, the more there was. The blackness was slowly taking over her sight.

And then everything became black, followed by a heavy drop on the floor.


Oof, that was a pretty harsh way to end this chapter. Will Shiena be okay?

For once, Otoya got what she deserved. Hoisted by her own petard.

I had a lot of fun writing this chapter and I hope you equally enjoyed it. Seeya next week!