The ten women shook in pure fear as they stood on the trap doors. Some still struggled to get their bound arms freed, while others just accepted the fact that the rope necklace was going to tighten.

The Executioner touched the level, the women screamed, braced themselves, as it was pulled.

Nine of the doors opened, screams cut off short. The ten girl was pissing herself.

"Good." The Executioner told her. "You were randomly selected to live. Your peers, were not. Do you still believe you can survive with only a B On your tests?"

The girl shook her head as she was let down. she was going to study harder.