"No," he responded simply. "It was a dentist. I even gave you a clue."

But whoever was in charge of enforcing the shocks already knew Shotaro had no intention of following through. He barely got those words out before his body jerked and his chair hummed.

His body, compromised as it was, didn't last long during that final shock. It was only a few seconds before blood ran out of his nose and his lips. His body still jerked, but only out of muscle reflex. The unmistakable smell of scorched hair and flesh was a last confirmation that yes, he was dead.