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The scene quickly changes to a completely white room, with somewhat dirty walls (vaguely resembling an insane asylum). There are no doors or windows, it's just a dimly lit room. Amalthea is standing in the corner, her face to the wall, but she jumps as though waking up and turns around.

AMALTHEA: Hello?

The camera quickly pans over to the other side of the room, revealing Lucina.

LUCINA: Amalthea. Hello!

AMALTHEA: Oh, hello, Lucy. How are you?

LUCINA: Not very good. Daedalus has been quite suspicious lately, giving me looks as I pass and not saying hello. He just seems angry. Maybe at you for having us bring a doctor the other night.

AMALTHEA: He is quite controlling. I wouldn't doubt that for a second.

LUCINA: Controlling? At the least! He's like a prison guard.

AMALTHEA: Oh, I know. But I can't break off this engagement now, it's too late.

LUCINA: I agree. Poor Amalthea, make the best of it.

AMALTHEA: Didn't you say that before?

LUCINA: Yes, but I thought it was good advice. Suddenly and jokingly: Hey, there's your boyfriend.

The camera (again) quickly pans to a third corner of the room, revealing Medomai (as though he's just appeared).

MEDOMAI: Hello, women. He bows.

AMALTHEA: Hello. Pause. Wait a minute, why are you guys all dressed up?

MEDOMAI: You didn't hear? There's an execution today.

AMALTHEA, scared: Of whom?

LUCINA: Somebody doesn't keep themselves updated on current events.

MEDOMAI: They're going to decide between Lucina, you, and I.

AMALTHEA: Us three?

MEDOMAI: Yes.

AMALTHEA: What did we do?

MEDOMAI, shrugging: I don't know. Maybe we sinned?

AMALTHEA: But that's no grounds for an execution.

MEDOMAI, pointing: Shh, there's the executioner.

The camera (again) quickly pans over to the fourth corner, revealing an executioner, also just appeared.

EXECUTIONER, stepping away from the corner: Line up, all three of you.

Amalthea, Lucina, and Medomai do so.

EXECUTIONER: Will you confess to your darkest sins and secrets?

LUCINA and MEDOMAI, together: Never!

EXECUTIONER: And you, Amalthea?

AMALTHEA religiously: I will definitely confess.

EXECUTIONER: Step backwards.

Amalthea does so.

EXECUTIONER: I will now decide which of you deserves to live.

MEDOMAI: Choose as you will, but we will never falter.

LUCINA: Never!

EXECUTIONER: Alright. I'm thinking of a number, and whichever person guesses close enough gets to live.

LUCINA: Don't we get a range? Like one through ten?

EXECUTIONER: No! Just guess!

MEDOMAI: Seven!

LUCINA: Fifty-six?

EXECUTIONER: The number was seven. Lucina, you must face your death. Kneel down.

LUCINA: As you wish.

She does so, and the executioner brings his sword way above his head, ready to strike. The screen goes completely black, and the audience can't see a thing.

AMALTHEA, screaming: LUCINA!

The End

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