Danganronpa: ocem

Chapter 4 Part 23 (Execution)

- - - GAME OVER, RANDI HAS BEEN FOUND GUILTY, TIME FOR THE PUNISHMENT! - - -

The big metal door at the back of the trial room slammed open, causing a deafening ring to vibrate the whole ground. The room it led to was pitch black, but there was an eerie glow coming from the back, one that shone brighter and brighter the more we looked at it. Randi stood her ground, not willing to go any close to the door until she absolutely had to.

Until a voice echoed from the doorway. A voice we heard in the videos.

Randi stumbled back. But how? K was dead, long dead.

But the voice called out to Randi. It came from somewhere far away, but we all knew it couldn't be trusted. The girl was dead, and nothing could change that.

So what was Randi going to do?

She bolted.

Straight for the elevator that brought us to the trial room. She ran as fast as her legs could take her, but Monokuma caught wind of what was happening and with a wave of the hand, a loud hum could be heard coming from the original doorway.

Thousands of tiny, flying robots shot out from the tunnel, all aimed at Randi. She kept her composure, continuing to run and run towards the elevator, dodging the trial stands, but never once looking back at the robots who were very well prepared to kill her.

But the room was incredibly big, and just as it seemed like the elevator was just out of reach and the buzzing of the robots began to catch up, Randi felt a hand push her forward, giving her enough of a boost to fall into the lift and close the metal doors.

The robots rammed at the bars, but Randi was already safe. She breathed a sigh of relief and pressed the up button. There would be no execution today, or ever.

Her eyes widened when she heard a grating, infernal sound, the sound of the elevator chains snapping.

The elevator plunged itself into the depths of the earth.

With a deafening bang, it hit the ground. Lifting Randi, who was lying on the dirty floor three feet into the air. She stood up shakily, still trying to process what happened. Was this hell? Or heaven? Where was she?

The doors slowly opened, revealing a welcoming scene. A cafe. But not just any cafe, the one she had seen in the video tapes. This time the windows were blacked out, as if it was night time.

She called out to her best friend. But when there was no reply, she decided to look around. Was heaven just a constant reliving of the past?

Soft carnival music played from a radio on the table. Randi noticed the fairy lights around the room, basking the baby pink seats in a dim yellow hue. Cafes were always so peaceful at night, and she couldn't help but breathe in the faint coffee smell as she listened to the wind chimes sing in the distance.

She stepped behind the counter, pulling back the chair and sitting in the ambience. So this was it? Was this forever? If this was the afterlife, where was K?

And then she noticed the kitchen door. Was K behind it? Just where she died? Randi realised there was a faint red glow coming from the gap under it. Was this really the afterlife? Was she really dead?

She touched her face, her hair and felt the goosebumps on her arms. No, this wasn't the afterlife, because she was the farthest thing from dead. She was alive, and this was no cafe. This was an execution, one she had yet to outsmart. But what was she going to do?

Part of her wanted to stay in the mock cafe forever, another part wanted her to run back to the elevator and back up to the trial room, but she wanted to find out what was behind the kitchen door. Was it a room just like the one K died in? Or was it something else? She knew it wasn't a good decision, but there was a voice inside of her screaming to open the god damn kitchen door and let out the red light. And that was exactly what she was going to do.