Not twenty minutes into the movie both women were peeking over the tops of the chairs in front of them, as if hunching over would make the images of bodies being brutally torn though and she showers of blood and bodily fluids any easier to bear. To say that the movie was graphic was one hell of an understatement. From rape to the blackest of deaths she could imagine danced across the screen in a myriad of colors and with a sickening finality.<br/><br/>"No no no." Saeko whispered in a hushed tone as she watched the unfolding scene before her. Suddenly she shrieked and jumped sending popcorn everywhere as she felt something warm lock tightly onto her wrist, startling Morgana and pelting them both in popcorn and jub jubs. "Sorry." she said sheepishly as she realized it was the woman's hand. Returning to her seat she was almost instantly back in her crouched position, eyes widening as one of the main characters in the film was made short work of, his skull used to beat his lover to death.<br/><br/>Saeko squeezed her eyes shut. She had seen a lot of terrible things in her life, and would most likely see more upon her way to becomeing a first class detective, however she hoped she never ran across anything this graphic again.