On the other side of the mural, on the far left, Rose and Juleka were painting their bodies laid on tables. Juleka was on the bottom, with the longest table, and Rose was just above her, way shorter. Both were tortured similarly, their limbs were getting pulled apart, putting insane pressure on their joints. Their boobs, even Rose small ones, asses, and back, at least the visible parts, showed bright red whipping marks. On their ribs, Rose painted little red dots, to imply needle torture, while Juleka focused on the fuck machines that destroyed each of their holes. The couple was smiling all along, with Rose doing most of the talking, they both knew each other so well that they repeatedly added more and more details to both of their faces, to make their expression of pure torture look more real.

Further on the right, was Ivan, painting with Mylène is girlfriend. Mylène’s feet reached Juleka’s table, and her had was under Ivan, literaly. Ivan is huge, with the physic of a bodybuilder with the proportion of a teen his age. He had one one, right on Mylène’s face, putting all his weight on her fragile skull. He looked like he just threw someone on the ground. Speaking of, slightly above ground, just on his right, was Alix. Rebounding from the chock of getting projected into the ground, her spine broken and coughing generous amount of blood. Mylène actually helped Ivan who needed help to paint blood and flesh, while Alix, the class’s athlete, hyperfixated on painting the flesh of this version of her that would never get to walk again. She made sure the eyes looked up, not at Ivan who destroyed her on the ground, but toward Nino, the next guy and the last before Adrien.