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The thorns tore at Kirumi's hands. It hurt, but she had to escape. She couldn't let his sacrifice go to waste. She couldn't help anyone else if she was trapped here. She had to escape. She had to. So she climbed. Up and up and up. She didn't know if she could continue, but she did. She kept going until she saw the traps. Saw blades, and flamethrowers, and any dangerous weapon Monokuma could think of, all lining the way up the rope of vines. Kirumi knew she had to keep going. If she gave up it would all be in vain. She had to keep climbing. There was no other option. Everything tore at her, and her entire body groaned and ached with pain, but she continued. She could see it. The exit. IT was above her, she kept going until she could finally touch it. Fake. It was fake. That was her last thought before she let go. Falling down to where she started. The drawing of the sky floating down after her.