Release
When she woke up she was at home, with Jun and his friends circled around her looking concerned.
Jun looked down at her and apologized for introducing her to Zee. "I didn't know he was a physic. Too often people receive power and abuse it instead of using it properly," he said.
He introduced his teammates, saying that they worked together on cases sometimes, though he was a new addition. He mentioned how he had just come into his powers and how he's been working with them on some things.
"You're a psychic too?" asked Shiori. "Yes," said Jun.
"You mean there are more psychics out there?" Shiori asked.
"Yes, they aren't exactly common, but they aren't all that rare either. Zee was pretty strong for somebody who just came into his powers," he added.
Finally everyone left her room, leaving her alone with her thoughts.
You're free, Shiori, make the most of this. You know you didn't think you'd make it out alive. The only thing that kept you alive is Zee wanted to feel your pain, if he had just wanted your body you'd be long dead.
But there are
more people who can do these things. What am I supposed to do if they
target me again? I don't want to go through this again. I'm
worthless and only of interest to those who want to bring me pain. I
just wish I had died.
Shiori continued to think, her thoughts becoming more and more suicidal as time went on. She was alone and felt like nobody in the world understood her pain. And maybe she was right, since few know what its like to be violated in mind and body.
Eventually she fell asleep and her dreams were tormented by memories of Zee and the things he had done for her. And she knew that she would never be free, even if Zee was dead.
So the next morning she woke up and carefully searched for a rope. She tied it into a noose and placed it in her backpack. Then she left the house, walking into the park as she so often did.
Her thoughts were bleak as the sun rose, but she looked into the sunrise and hoped this would bring her peace. Then she threw the rope over a tree limb and tied it and then climbed up to the branch, placing the rope around her bruised neck.
Then she thought of freedom and peace and jumped off the branch, startling birds in the nearby trees. She gasped with pain at the feeling of the rope tightening around her throat, her gaze blearily seeing the ground moving beneath her dangling feet.
And she felt peace start to come over her as her gaze blackened. And eventually her spirit was free of her abused physical body.
And she knew peace.
