**Chapter 12: Descent into Abomination**

The officer nodded curtly to the guards, and they sprang into action, their movements swift and efficient as they worked to undo the noose's deadly grip on Misa's neck. The rope was quickly released, and her body thudded to the cold, concrete floor, her limbs splayed out in unnatural positions. The guards barely spared a glance for the battered, lifeless form, their attention instead focused on the officer, who watched with an air of detached interest as they prepared to proceed with their grim task. One of the guards stepped forward, his face a mask of professionalism, and began to strip Misa's body of its tattered, blood-stained clothing. As the fabric was torn away, Misa's corpse was revealed in all its gruesome detail, her skin deathly pale, her eyes frozen in a permanent stare. The guard's hands moved with a practiced efficiency, his fingers probing every inch of her body as he searched for any signs of life. But Misa was beyond all feeling, her consciousness extinguished by the cruel hand of fate. The guard's hands closed around her ankles, and he lifted her body, carrying it to a nearby table. The surface was slick with a thin layer of oil, and Misa's body was thrown down upon it, her limbs bouncing and jiggling with the impact. The officer watched with an unblinking gaze as the guards prepared to desecrate Misa's corpse, their movements swift and efficient as they worked to strip her of all dignity. One of the guards stepped forward, his face twisted into a snarl of lust, and began to tear at Misa's clothing, his fingers ripping through the fabric with a savage intensity. As the guard's hands closed around Misa's thighs, pulling them apart, the officer turned away, his face a mask of indifference. The sound of ripping fabric was followed by the heavy breathing of the guard, who began to violate Misa's corpse with a brutal, animalistic ferocity. The warehouse was silent, the only sound the heavy breathing of the guards, and the sickening squelch of flesh against flesh. Misa's body lay limp and still, her eyes frozen in a permanent stare as she was subjected to the ultimate degradation. The darkness seemed to close in around her, as if even in death, she was not free from the abyss of horrors that had consumed her life.