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This was the scenario that Raven and Redjak agreed upon.
He would make her completely helpless by mummifying her in black tape (what else for a goth?) all the way up to her neck, gagging and blindfolding her too. She wanted her mouth to be packed and stuffed as full as possible before he sealed it up, so that there was no chance of her emitting any kind of intelligible speech. It was agreed that once the pumps were started and the mud started to fill the cage, it was too late for her to change her mind.
Raven insisted that if she started to protest, shake her head or give any indications that she wanted him to stop, Redjak was to ignore her and see the game through to its ultimate end - her death. She told him that she would be playing out the part of one of his helpless, unwilling victims and so he should expect her to do what they usually did. That is, to try and scream through her gag, to try and plead for him to stop, to struggle against her bonds and to try and keep her nose above the surface for as long as possible... before the inevitable end.
Once she was fully mummified Redjak bound Raven tightly in rope and wrapped her head up in thick strips of stretchy plastic. Because she was now unable to see, hear or walk he helped her hop to a waiting wheelchair. Then he pushed her into the elevator that took them both down to the fifth level. One of his sound-proofed drowning chambers had a steel cage inside it and he stood her within it before retreating and locking the cage door. He then departed the drowning chamber and locked that door too.
Because she couldn't see or hear anything, the first clue Raven had that the cage was filling up with mud was when she felt the pressure of the mud on the tape wrapped around her feet. She hopped and shuffled about inside the cage, nudging and bumping into the walls from time to time. Her screams were mostly muffled by the gagging wad in her mouth and the layers of tape and plastic stuck and wrapped over it. But even if she weren't gagged the sound-proofing of the chamber and its location, 150 feet underground, saw to it that Redjak was the only one to hear her. Even then, that was only because he had microphones inside the chamber.
"MMMMMMMMMPH!"
"MMMMMMMMMPH!!" "MMMMMMMPH!!!"Watching Raven on one of his monitors Redjak pondered that fact that there was no way for him to know if she had changed her mind or not. She could be playacting and enjoying her final minutes or she could be genuinely afraid and trying to signal him to stop and release her. There was no way of telling. But they had made their pact and she had agreed that she wanted to die in this way. So that was that.
He slowed the rate of the mud's rise as it approached her nose and enjoyed close up images of her desperately standing on tip toe, trying to keep her nostrils above the sticky surface. Eventually it rose too far and she spluttered as it began to interfere with her breathing. It began to close over her plastic-wrapped face and then there was just a quickly-filling dimple in the mud's surface where Raven used to be. Redjak watched patiently for the climax of their joint enterprise.
A cluster of bubbles appeared, popped and vanished as the mud continued its rise to the top of the cage.
As per their agreement Redjak recovered Raven's body, weighted it down and pushed it off the edge of his deepest underground quicksand, into the waiting mud, six feet below. By his calculations she should come to rest on the bottom, some fifty feet below where he was standing. There she would join many of his other victims. But unlike them she would be the only one who wanted to be there. Unlike them, she was the only one who wanted to drown in mud while helplessly bound and gagged. Unlike them, she was his only willing victim.
Yes, Raven was truly one of a kind.
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