Daganronpa: blue blood «retelling»

"Let me out!"

«Makoto Naegi's perspective»
"Wow. Ok."
I sink onto the bed, lips pressed closed to keep the thoughts racing around my mind inside. A killing game masterminded by a girl out age for the sake of despair?! Watching Mukuro's eyes mist over in lust at the mention of despair unsettles me; but now we now what to do.
"Ok, tomorrow we'll meet in the baths to discuss this- there's no cameras there. Then we can find her control room, and we'll be free." The words are foreign in my mind as I think about them for the first time in forever. Freedom.
"Ok. What should I do?" Mukuro mumbles, picking up the wig again.
"Keep pretending you're Junko, then tomorrow at breakfast we'll tell everyone." I explain, running a hand through my hair.
"Ok." She nods, her voice surprisingly quiet and gentle compared to her imitation, though I can see the military precision behind her eyes.
She leaves, careful footfalls silent as she races to her room, and I lay backwards, mind racing.
Tomorrow I Could be

Free...
*******
«Sayaka Maizono's perspective»
"Help! Help I'm stuck in my room! Let me out!"
"Celestia?" I snap out of sleep, rushing to the door. I slam the handle down, again and again, but it doesn't move.
"Help! HELP!" I shriek, pounding on the door.
"I'm stuck too!" Chihiro splutters from the hallway, and I can hear Mondo far away bellowing to be let out.
"Naegi?" I screech, slamming against the wall.
"Sayaka? I can't get out!" He shouts back, desperately kicking his door.
"Is everyone still alive?" Celestia yells from her room, still pounding on the door, each fist more feeble.
"Yes!" Byakuya answers, thumping on the door.
"HELP!" I screech, eyes shut, breath rapid. I'mgoingtodieI'mgoingtodieI'mgoingtodie-
"Are you kids ready for a new motive?"
I slowly turn around, trembling.
Monokuma gazes down from the screen, grinning manically. He's replaced in a burst of static by a video.
My band mates! Wait...
"-There last concert!"
Dead. Dead on the floor.
"HELP ME!" Someone's screaming, the sound ringing in my ears, and it takes a minutes to realise where it's coming from. I clamp my mouth shut, but the screams keep coming, louder, louder-
"HELP MEEE!"
I can hear Makoto gasping adjacent to me, Celestia sobbing and some is pounding even harder on the door. I try to foCUS BUT I CANT STOP SCREAMING.
"HELP! SOMEONE HELP ME PLEASE!"
I slam into the door until my fists are mangled, then finally, it creaks open.
I collapse onto the floor, panting. I'm dizzy and sick and my fists sting, but the video plays over and over and over and over and over-

When I wake up, Kyoko Kirigiri leans over me, emotions masked.
"What..."
She places a pillow behind my head.
"Toko's dead. Trial starts in 15 minutes."
"Toko?" I barely knew her, but her death is a blow. I thought the games were over...
"Come on. We need to go."