>Suisei clubbing you over the head with a pipe
>Waking up in a basement, nude, tied to a chair
>She comes downstairs with a cute frilly apron on over her clothes
>Carrying a bag full of toys along with her
>Lays them out in front of you
>A hammer, a baseball bat, paired set of brass knuckles, a golf club, a meat tenderizing mallet, a pipe wrench
>She picks up the golf club
>several hours later you're bleeding, broken, and barely able to speak.
>This goes on for days, one day per tool
>Finally one day she slips on the brass knuckles
>Punches you like a heavy bag
>Over and over
>This time whenever you lose consciousness she throws water on you
>Finally after long hours you feel your life slipping away
>Suisei gets right in your face
>Wordlessly smirks
>Kisses her finger then touches your cheek
>With the other hand delivers your final blow
>As you die you see her standing there, smiling
