As Takeda was examining his suit, a raised voice caught his attention. The man in the corner had gotten up, and began to shout that he refused to do what he was told, and dared the computer to stop him. He walked for the door, and Takeda tried to move in to stop him, but the man collapsed immediately, and as he fell, his head detonated, showering Takeda and the rest of the room in blood and grey matter. Takeda froze for a second, feeling the warm fluid drip all over him, nauseated and terrified all at the same time.


Suddenly, the girl across the room spoke up, screaming completely out of her calmer disposition. She asked to be killed, simply, and thus, she was. She dropped limp, same as the man, and head detonated, coating him in a second layer of blood and matter. Takeda could not move, nor speak, only stood. After what felt like an eternity had passed, and with one of the women leaning over a gagging, one of Takeda’s shaky hands slowly found his way to his face, and wiped the blood from his face and eyes, and he began to spit whatever he had in his mouth out. The spitting quickly turned to gagging. Takeda took a few staggered steps to the wall, bracing himself against the wall, bent over, heaving. Curses flowed out of his mouth in place of any actual vomit, the exploding heads playing over and over in his head. He thought of his head exploding, and it horrified him further, how close to second death they all were.

He wondered if it would be better if he just asked to die himself, just to escape whatever Cell had planned for him. His arm losing its strength, and his legs beginning to shiver, and soon he slid down the wall, curling up on the floor. He couldn’t stop shaking, and the blood on him was making him cold and wet. Without taking his head from his in between his arms, he simply shouted to the others.

“[b]Let’s just do what he says! We need eachother to survive whatever this is that we’re in![/b]” The words came out of him surprisingly strong, seeing as he was close to sobbing himself. He just wanted the nightmare to be over, and it hadn’t really even started yet.