**Chapter 5: Descent into Hell**

The fluorescent lights overhead cast an unforgiving glare over the crowded hallways of Atashi High School, but Yeko was no longer in the school. He was in a dimly lit, abandoned warehouse, his body battered and bruised. The three boys, Kiroshi, Hazuko, and Firakagu, stood over him, their faces twisted into cruel grins. "You're going to pay for stealing my wallet, Yeko," Kiroshi said, his voice cold and menacing. "You're going to suffer." Yeko tried to scream, but his voice was hoarse from thirst and fear. He struggled against the ropes that bound his wrists and ankles, but they only seemed to tighten. The three boys closed in on him, their eyes glinting with cruelty. The first punch came out of nowhere, landing squarely on Yeko's jaw. He felt a searing pain as his head snapped back, his vision blurring. The boys laughed, their voices echoing off the walls of the warehouse. The beating continued, each punch and kick landing with precision and force. Yeko's body screamed in agony, his skin bruising and swelling. He tried to curl up into a ball, but the boys were relentless, kicking and punching him from every angle. As the beating continued, Yeko's mind began to numb. He felt like he was floating above his body, watching himself being tortured. He saw the boys' faces, twisted into cruel grins, and he knew he was in the hands of monsters. One of the boys pulled out a blade, and Yeko's heart sank. He tried to struggle, but his body was too weak. The blade sliced through his skin, leaving a trail of blood in its wake. Yeko screamed, his voice echoing off the walls of the warehouse. The boys laughed, their voices growing louder and more maniacal. They continued to torture Yeko, their cruelty and sadism seemingly endless. Yeko's body was a mass of pain, his mind shattered by the horror of what was happening. As the torture continued, Yeko's thoughts turned to Yumika, his little sister. He wondered if she was safe, if she was looking for him. He hoped that she would find a way to escape the city, to leave the darkness of Atashi behind. But for now, Yeko was trapped, at the mercy of the three boys. He knew he had to find a way to survive, to endure the torture and find a way to escape. But as the beating continued, Yeko wondered if he would ever make it out alive. The boys finally stopped, leaving Yeko lying on the mattress, his body broken and battered. They stood over him, their chests heaving with exertion, their faces twisted into cruel grins. "We're not done with you yet, Yeko," Kiroshi said, his voice dripping with malice. "We're just getting started." Yeko's heart sank, his mind filled with fear. He knew that he was in for a world of pain, and he wondered if he would ever escape the hell that was Atashi.