“Oh... oh God,” Lissa whimpered when she saw Alyssa kneel exposed before Mistress Eve. She was completely transfixed and silent throughout her friend’s death, save her rapid panicked breathing. Despite her terror the gorgeous little tart felt an undercurrent of arousal as well. Just the thought of being so completely helpless and humiliated...<em>No!</em>It was wrong of her to be excited by this scene, but more importantly she had to get a hold of herself. Lissa could not stand the thought of dying, if there was going to be one survivor it just had to be her.<em>It isn’t fair!</em>She was brilliant, beautiful, she was a physics major with a 3.8 GPA, she had her whole postgrad education all planned out. How could this be happening to her?<br/><br/>Despite her best efforts Lissa started crying again after Mistress Eve departed. She considered her three remaining friends. What if she had to betray them to save herself?<em>Oh fuck, what if one of them tries to kill me?</em><br/><br/>“I... I want to go alone,” she told the other three women. “I could never live with it if I had to hurt any of you to save myself, but I—I’m not going to die here!” she choked out a sob, then continued sadly and quietly. “You guys were all such great friends. Goodbye.” She hurried toward the left doorway, trying not to look at Alyssa’s corpse because she was afraid she might lose it completely.