[When Meiling comes to, she finds herself strapped into the classic Iron Maiden, and she's bound in such a fashion that only her head can move around. The spikes on the torture device all look wickedly sharp, and there are little flamethrowers lining the inside. A pair of rusty hooks dangle near her eyes, a note impaled upon one of them, and she views it with obvious trepidation. Squinting at the text, she begins reading the contents aloud.]
"Hong. Read this for your viewers, please."
"Your loyalty to Miss Knowledge only seems to cause you pain. Keeping that in mind, you may have noticed the similarity of what you are bound in to the device used on her during Week 103. It has been decided you should experience something similar.
If you are still in the trap one minute after you finish reading this note, the door to the Maiden will close upon you completely, and you will be skewered upon the spikes in such a fashion as to miss all your vitals. After that, the flamethrowers inside will activate and set you alight. Once you endure the flames for a sufficient period of time, you will be released and be free to go.
However, you have a way to opt out that lies in the hooks in front of you. If both are pulled down, you will be released from your restraints and be free to go without any further harm. The only problem is that, bound as you are, the only way to pull them is with your eye sockets.
You can be burned or blinded. Choose quickly."
[Meiling's lips draw into a very thin line upon finishing the note, and her eyes flicker between the hooks in front of her and the spikes on the door. She scowls.]
This is such bullshit.
[The door to the Maiden starts to close when she says that, and she flinches immediately. After a few seconds without piercing/burning agony having touched her, the gatekeeper tentatively opens her eyes again. A grim look makes its way over her features as the spikes steadily get closer, and she glances up at the 'berry recording the scene.]
Could a medic who's not too bogged down please wait outside 28A? I'm, ah, going to need some help after this.
[The spiked door continues closing in on her while she speaks. When they get to a mere inch away, the door suddenly slams all the way shut, and there's an audible sound of metal piercing flesh accompanied by a shriek of pain. She's given little time to grow accustomed to that, as the sound of flames igniting gives way to the noise of burning meat and a wordless roar that's a mixture of agony and sheer rage.
This keeps going on for a good five minutes before the door opens and the hapless gatekeeper staggers out of it, completely engulfed in flames. She even manages a few steps forward before dropping onto one knee, the flames merrily crackling away even as she tries and fails to get back up. The sprinklers kick in a few moments later and douse the flames, but by that point she's already quite charred. Without any further ado, she collapses into a heap on the floor.]