Faceless

Period 5: Homework

After the day was over I was so unbelievably exhausted, I could hardly form a complete a full thought! I wanted to collapse into a sticky, bloody mess and dive into the floor. I was silently begging to be given permission to leave, and on my first day I had to go into overtime. It was kind of like homework since it was extra work given to me by school, but I'd never complete it at home since I could never go back. Real homework was far less torturous.

"Excuse me, 476, I need you to go to floor 4" Mrs S informed me.

"What!? But I didn't do anything!" I dropped to my knees ready to beg.

"Don't worry, you're not in trouble. You are the one punishing, not the one being punished" I paused, and stood back up. Did... did they want me to kill someone? "A divine attempted to trespass on the 4th floor and now needs to be punished, and I have been asked to make you specifically do it by random vote".

They... they wanted me to kill someone...

I didn't want to murder! I didn't want to watch someone die! I didn't want to see the face of someone whose date of death I knew! But what could I do now...?

I went to the 4th floor, and saw the girl that was to be punished. Her name, I had been told was Eva Brookes, this person, this human was about to expire. And the blood would be on my hands. She had a name, she was a living, breathing human, and soon she wouldn't be.

I had been instructed to inject her with the red liquid next to the chair she was strapped to and then press the green button. I didn't know what either of these would do.

"H-hey, please... Don't kill me... I'm just a kid..." She looked at me with desperate, bloodshot eyes from crying, pleading salvation. I injected her with the red liquid and she winced.

"If I don't they'll kill me..." I simply replied with and I stared at the small. Green. Button.

"No! P-please don't kill me..." I started hyperventilating, and my heart was pounding hard and deep inside my chest. This small action... With one button press a human life will end. A child will be killed. "Please!".

There was nothing stopping me from running away and not making the decision. Nothing but fear. I slowly, slowly pressed the button somehow...

"PLEASE DON'T KILL ME!". Afterwards, there were no more words. Her last words had been begging. No words after that. Just pained, agonising, ear-piercing screams. I couldn't even see what it was doing to her, but I could tell from the way she was acting it was a fate worse than death. Nothing on the outside appeared to happen to her until her skin started splitting open, slowly, very very slowly... Blood dripped out of the wounds before gushing out rapidly when her eyes fell out, she was still screaming, begging for some kind of relief, some kind of mercy, but of course none came. She had been damned. I didn't even know why I stayed to watch, my legs froze. I didn't have the brain power to process the ability to move. Her skin eventually started drooping off of her bones, she completely melted and before long there was a puddle of blood, skin and hair underneath a wet skeleton. Eva Brookes was gone.

The most horrifying part of it... was that I almost enjoyed watching it. A morbid curiosity, something I couldn't keep my eyes off, if I had them. I yearned to watch it again, to see another person die, be tortured. To see another person have their skin melt from their bones, to see someone have each of their bones in a spiral, to watch someone rip a vein from their fingers and start pulling it more and more like peeling off a long sticker until they are tugging on their heart and furiously rip that out as well.

This place had brutally fucked up my brain, and it was showing.

I longed to watch more people in pain. I was in complete bloodlust. I felt dangerous, like if someone got too close to me I would inadvertently destroy them, but soon my hands stopped shaking and I felt somewhat in control again. The adrenaline gave me enough energy to clean up the mess, and I was finally given permission to rest. That was how I learned that hydrogen peroxide is an excellent product to clean blood.

I staggered back to room 4, looking for 006, she was a source of comfort. I needed comfort.