Photo: "Unsightly" by me

His body was face up, with eyes staring blankly out up at the sky. Blood from the impact of the fall spattered from the back of his head, staining the mahogany wood of the stage bright pink. The stab wounds on his stomach had tainted his white collared shirt, the blood on it drying from the cool morning air. His arms were outstretched, his right bent slightly, fingers curled as if he had been holding something. Oddly, he was wearing a different outfit from the one that Leo usually saw him in.

Leo felt a wave of nausea overcome him as he slapped a hand over his mouth to keep himself from vomiting at the horrid sight of Legend's corpse.

His eyes traveled upwards, scanning the carnage that had been done to the Ultimate Fashionista's body, before finally stopping at the sight of Legend's neck. There was a large gash across his throat, bloodstains seeping out from the wound.

"Ding dong ding dong!" Dagger began to laugh maniacally as the monitors came on. "A body has been discovered on the beach! You all have a limited time to investigate before we begin our first trial! See? I told you guys. It was only a matter of time before someone decided to take fate into their own hands!" With that, the screens turned black once again as Leo directed his attention back to the shell of a corpse in front of him.

Legend Rowe, the Ultimate Fashionista, who had put all of his efforts into making an event that would bring them together, was dead. He was arrogant, but his utilitarian intentions had always put everyone else before himself.

Oh my God.

He's dead.

He's actually dead.

The overwhelming iron stench of blood suddenly washed over Leo, numbing his senses as he felt his body rock backwards. He caught sight of the sky passing through his vision, the sunrise giving it an ethereal, red glow.

There was a thud, and everything went black.