Rescue and Choice

Sakura

May 11, 3:59 pm, Tokyo, Japan

"So," Jason said. "Any other, last questions?"

Sakura's head was pounding. She needed to focus.

"I'm going to stop you," she spat. "You monster."

Focus, keep focus, keep thinking keep your mind on-

"No, you won't," said Jason, and pulled the trigger.

BANG!

A hole appeared between Sakura's eyes. For a moment, she sat there, watching the smoke waft off the barrel of the gun.

Then, she made the illusion version of herself fall to the floor, dead.

For most of this interrogation, Sakura had been sitting at the desk, right where Jason had left her. The thing was, she wasn't as nearly as bound as she appeared.

When the man in black had tried too cuff her to the desk, Sakura had pulled her hands away and let him cuff an illusion to the desk.