After what seemed like hours, which was in reality, only thirty to forty-five minutes, Monokuma's voice rang over the announcement.

"Mike check! Mike check! Please meet in the dining hall for an announcement!"

The dining hall? He usually did it in the gym.

Nonetheless, you picked yourself up from where you were sitting/standing, heading out of the door to go down to the dining hall.

When you saw the blond male slumped up against the wall, your stomach flipped. Someone was already dead...? 

No, you realized, looking closer. Just sleeping...!

"What's going on?" Aruno asked, stepping in behind you. His eyes went wide with fear, then resumed their normal size once he saw the moving of Elliot's chest. 

"Oh, I just wanted to show you bastards what happens when you disobey one of the rules, upupupu..." Monokuma said gleefully, waving a paw. People began filling in afterwards, murmurs of confusion slithering within the group.

"Elliot~!" The bear sang happily.

At his name, the Ultimate Race-Car driver lifted his head, blinking sleepily. "Wha...?"

"You disobeyed a rule!"

His eyes shrunk, and Elliot attempted to scramble to his feet, but not before Monokuma called out: "Blocks of Han Solo!" 

It all happened in seconds.

A rectangular prism descended from the ceiling, the side facing Elliot loaded with sharp needles and spikes, while the other had a realistic image of Han Solo.

It swung forward.

Someone screamed as Elliot's body was smashed into the wall, blood and guts splattering all over the wall of the Dining Hall. 

"And that's punishment!" Monokuma clapped excitedly. "That's what happens if someone breaks the rules, upupupu~! You have free time for the rest of the day, at least... until someone murders."

With a demonic glint in his red eye, he left the room, leaving everyone to survey the mess of what used to be Elliot Tragular. 

Free Time~