She knew what she was doing was right. He deserved it. She knew it, the guards knew it, everyone knew it. But yet she still went to prison anyway.

She had no idea how the guards found out about it in the first place, actually. She hadn't told anyone that she was doing it that night. Taking his life.

She guessed it was because of the loud screams that had ripped their way out of her victims throat as she gave him what he deserved. The Ark did have hollow walls after all.

She wasn't proud of what she had done but she wasn't ashamed of it either. She was finally free of him. Even if she did have to spend the last few months of her life in a plain grey room.

She was seventeen. Not of age but close to it. If she had been over the legal age, she most definitely would have been floated either that day or the next. It didn't really matter either way. Death came for everybody eventually.

It was just a question of when.