#ddtrial

FLORA, THE SHSL GARDENER, IS GUILTY!

COMMENCING EXECUTION!

Execution, wait- What? You were never told there was going to be an execution...

It was too late. In the midst of all of your confusion, Flora had disappeared and a large TV screen had been placed in the center of the trial room.

EXECUTION:

Too Good To Be Paradise

Whatever horrible place one expected Flora to be dragged to, this isn’t it. The room she’s in resembles a large greenhouse, stretching upwards and out of sight. Vines coat the walls, and the floor, and flowers grow from every imaginable place, stretching up to hide the sky. Flowers grow around on the floor in beautiful patterns, and a small stream runs through the center of the room.

She looks around her, marvelling at her surroundings. Her eyes tear up. She expected something terrible, something scary and something dark and painful and something loud. This, for Flora, is nothing short of paradise.

She rushes over to a plant, admiring it, running her hand down it. She’s never been this happy. She cries openly as she hugs the vine and thinks to herself that if this is how she’s going to die, in this place, she really doesn’t mind.

She’s too preoccupied with her happiness to notice what’s happening behind her. The vines are shifting slowly, growing, weaving together, slowly forming three figures. They bind themselves tightly together. A woman stands on the left, dressed in a pencil skirt and vest, vines forming some semblance of a ponytail behind her head. The other two have arms around each other - a man and a woman, both dressed in suits.

Flora finally turns around, and starts when she sees the figures. Her tears are of fear now, and she tries to scream but nothing comes out as she turns to run.

Vines shift and the three figures move, gliding unsettlingly across the ground as the vines rearrange themselves over and over again. Flora’s feet slip on the vines but she keeps running, desperately trying to get away.

The vines are slow. She’s outpacing them. But the garden doesn’t go on forever. Her eyes widen as she realizes the inevitable truth and slows.

They’re barely behind her by the time she reaches the wall, and when she turns around her panic has been replaced with resignation. She stares up at the figures, crying, and looks to the woman on the left. <Help...me…> she signs at her.

The vines shift as a box forms in the figure’s hand. She hands it to Flora and it detaches from her ‘hand’. Flora looks down at it in confusion.

Abruptly, a beep can be heard.

She jumps as she looks down at it, eyes widening in realization and terror. Beep, beep. She tries to throw it, but the vines wrap around her arm as she uselessly makes throwing motions. Beep beep beep beep. She sobs and looks up at the figures, who stare down at her with faceless indifference.

BeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepBOOM.

The garden is torn apart by the force of the explosion, and for a moment the air is filled with pieces of vines flying all across the garden. Then nothing is left except for a gentle fire and the smell of burning foliage.

Morigami “Flora” Hanako, SHSL Gardener, has been executed.