Release the other Girls.

Before she goes, she may as well free the others here too. It'd leave a sour taste in Shiki to escape, and leave the only opportunity she has to free some other unfortunate victims. She walks to the nearest container next to her own, and looking straight at the chains with the Eyes of ****, she traces the line and cuts it down, freeing whoever was in there. Opening it up from her end, she looked inside to find a scared teenage girl huddling in the corner of the container, clearly fearful for something worse to come.

"Hey. We're getting out of here." Shiki said. Even in the worst scenario, her voice still had a bit of a stoic, monotone feel to it.

"T-thank Gods! I thought I was going to die or worse! T-thank you..! Thank you!"

"Just stick by- Hey!"

As soon as that door opened, the girl stood up and bolted out of there. Before Shiki could tell her to stick close and not do anything rash, the girl had already fled, taking the moment to commence her own exit out of here. Sighing, Shiki moved on to the next container. As she was about to cut the container's chains, she heard a loud pop that echoed through the building.

An alarm sounded soon afterwards.

"Ah, damn it!"

She had to act fast. Quickly, one by one, she cut the chains to each container she stumbled upon. There weren't that many, but they were spaced apart quite a bit, with 3 aligned vertically, and four horizontal. 12 Containers all together. Some of them with more then one girl packed into it. As she cut them, Some stepped out, taking the chance to escape. Others came out in confusion, and some refused to leave at all, scared of the retribution that could follow.

After cutting the last container's chains, Shiki made her own attempt to escape, but as she came around to the exit, she stopped. In front of her, a crowd of girls that tried to leave. Ahead, three girls, laying in blood, bits of their collar laying on the floor along with the faint smell of gunpowder.

The collars were explosive the whole time. Turning to the first girl, Shiki focused her eyes on the collar, when a scream was heard.

The men had already arrived. Carrying batons, bats, and other weapons. "Oho.. we got ourselves a little breakout party huh..?" Stepping forward, one of the men stopped as their boot hit the puddle, a squickly splash following suit. "Heh. Of course. Dead End for you girls. There was no escape."

One by one, the girls fell to their knees, quivering in fear. Was this it? Were they going to just let themselves be taken? Shiki angrily glared at the men, and the sheep-ish women who were so close, yet unwilling to even make an effort. But, seeing as she was outnumbered, and as the collar clung and beeped ever tightly around her neck... her own knees gave in, as she fell to the floor.

After enduring brutal punishments to their bodies, each girl was put back in their container. Shiki, as the perpetrator of the attempt, was made an example of. Her body was hung for all the sluts to see, to show what happens to bad girls when they don't listen..