The evening grew dark a familiar sense of unease creeping in
She felt the first hint of danger a cold shiver down her spine
A brutal game of power was about to begin
Then the violation started a relentless assault on her senses
Her struggles were met with harsh disregard
Each violation more depraved than the last
The hours dragged endlessly
Four times she was abused to endure
Her eyes held the trauma of her ordeal
A memory forever etched into her being
Moe Amatsuka's name whispered with infamy
The aftermath of a ruthless act
She carries the weight of FSDSS-314
A testament to human cruelty
The memory lingers a painful echo
Her eyes cry out a tale of woe
The shadows persist a ever-present fear
Her innocence lost by cruel hands
A tale of endurance in a harsh world
The echoes of FSDSS-314 forever haunt
