NAOMI

I struggled against Satoshi's strong hold, desperately wriggling to get free. "Satoshi! Let me go!" I yelled, though I knew deep inside of me that he wouldn't release me. He only laughed in response, and pulled harder. Finally, I heard a painful crack, and a kind of tearing sound. I screamed in pain, not wanting to see what kind of destruction my crush was dragging me through. "Please, Mochida, stop!" I begged, though it was fruitless to try.

"You'll be just like me... ugly, dead, and without arms," Satoshi replied in an empty expression. I screamed again, tears flying from my eyes. "Please let me go let me go let me GO!" I yelled, twisting and running in place. It only separated my arms from my body even more, though. Satoshi continued to ignore me, yanking me harder each second. My arms hurt, and I was pretty certain I was bleeding rapidly. What should I do? What can I do? "Yes... your beautiful arms will brilliantly replace mine," Satoshi murmured.

That didn't help me at all. It wasn't funny, either, to imagine Mochida wearing my bloodied arms. It was rather disturbing. I let out a screech that made the earth rumble as he completely tore away my upper limbs. I released hacked sobs as I sped down the hallway, shouting for Ayumi. We were in different closed spaces, but the ground was still shaking. An eathquake! I may have a chance! "Ayumi! Shinozaki! Shinozaki Ayumi!" I cried out. I saw a ladder below me, but I tripped on the top rung, and helplessly falling down to the rocky floor, accepting my death while blood gushed faster, pumping its way out of my system.

The final thing I saw was Ayumi's arms wrapped around Yoshiki, a horrified expression on her face as she watched me, helpless, while Sachiko me a fake apologetic grin, staring at me when I slammed head-first into the bomb shelter.