There she was, tied up to the chair, her sky blue hair tangled, and her heart beating out of her chest.

The teenage boy who she and the other Eto-shin, including Nya-tan, trusted, turned out to be a liar and a killer.

He killed all of them, torturing them in the process. Piyo-tan would never forget the screams of agony from her friends. And that spine-chilling laugh from that monster.

Speaking of the monster, Takeru walked in and licked his lips.

"Oh my. Turns out I saved the best for last. Don't worry, my sweet chick. You will live longer than those sluts. We will have some... "personal" activities together."

Piyo-tan gritted her teeth, her red eyes showing a mix of hatred and fear.

"B... B... Baka..." She whispered.

Takeru's smile widened with wickedness as he grabbed her hair and pounded his lips into hers, shoving his tongue deep down her throat.

Piyo-tan's muffled screams and her kicking only made it worse.

After those horrific minutes, she fell on the floor in front of him, sobbing and shaking. The rope tying her up hurt her arms.

Takeru laughed maniacally. "That's just a taste of what's to come. See you in a few hours~."

He walked out of the room and closed the door behind him.

Piyo-tan wished her friends didn't have to die. She wished for a new life. A life where she'd make new friends, enjoy freedom.

As she looked up, Piyo noticed a small vent in the wall that was open. Coming up with a plan, she rolled on her stomach, moving her body like an inchworm, and slowly slid to the wall.

The vent looked big enough for her to fit in. Making sure she was not creating loud sounds, she used the wall to help her stand and crawled in.

She was almost all the way in when a hand grabbed her leg.

"Where do you think you're going?"

Piyo screamed for help as she was pulled out of the vent, and into a nightmare.