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( EXECUTION - WEEK 1 )
 Unlike the previous day, those who are asleep past 8:00 AM will experience no pain as they're roused awake. Instead, they're pulled from their sleep peacefully, almost as if enveloped in a mother's loving embrace. A comfortable warmth spreads through their body as they open their eyes, finding themselves free of any grogginess or disorientation. Similarly, those who woke up early or were unable to sleep at all will find themselves alert and ready to take on the day. Considering what is about to transpire, however... no one would be blamed for wishing they could stay asleep. Just like the previous day, residents who do not make their way to the Dining Hall before 8:15 AM will be forcibly escorted out of their rooms (or wherever else they may be). True to Craftly's words, one of the faceless men will be waiting in the Dining Hall while all the current survivors gather. Once everyone is there, with the exception of Hana Song, the staff member will slip a transparency into the projector, switching the device on to reveal what appears to be a telegram.
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IT'S NOT FINE. HANA IS BEING LOWERED INTO A BOILING POT OF WATER ALIVE!! So it's good L'Arachel turns her and draws her attention away. There's a momentary distance look in her dark eyes before they focus on L'Arachel's face. Her own hands cover the ones over her ears.
This game isn't like hide and seek at all.]
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[The expression on her face remains gentle, a soft smile that falters only when she hears the splash—and then it's back, some desperate attempt at reassurance. It's only once she's certain the execution is over that she looks away from Emily at all, and only after she's confirmed the rest of them are done panicking and have gone quiet that she takes her hands from Emily's ears, places one on her shoulder and cups one around her face; if she tries to turn away, L'Arachel will refocus her towards her face again.]
My, your courage astounds even me. Look here, do you think you can focus on my eyes until we return from this place?
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She nods several times.] Okay.
Is this a bad dream?
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[But she frowns, sighs just so—she certainly isn't about to lie to the girl when their battles are just beginning. A child has died, a teenager has been boiled alive. If she says of course, and you will wake up and it will all be okay, it would be a lie, it will not make things better.]
Would that I could tell you that it were, my dear, but let me assure you: while you are under my charge, you have nothing to fear.
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It will be like a bad dream. Then we'll all wake up.
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It may stay bad for a while yet, but you will be well. You will be safe, dear, brave girl.
[and in this moment l'arachel is making the executive decision to end anyone who ever messes with this child]
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