It's A Trap! [Star Wars]

The Eishu Juvenile Detention Center in West Tokyo City was shrouded in an eerie silence, its grim exterior belying the chaos that was about to unfold within its walls. A cursed womb had appeared, and the gravity of the situation was clear to all involved.

Satoru Gojo's three students—Yuji, Megumi, and Nobara—had been deployed on an urgent mission. Their objective: locate and evacuate any survivors trapped inside the facility while avoiding any encounters with special-grade curses.

Satoru Gojo, as it turned out, had been mysteriously dispatched on another mission, leaving his students to handle this high-stakes operation on their own.

As the trio prepared to enter the facility, a nagging voice in Yuji's head—a remnant of his "night school"—reminded him that this mission might be a trap. Despite the unsettling thought, Yuji dismissed it, choosing instead to place his trust in the Jujutsu Society.

Outside the detention center, Megumi and Nobara waited with bated breath. They exchanged worried glances, their concern growing with each passing minute. Just then, a distraught woman approached them, her eyes pleading with an intensity that spoke of desperation.

"Please," she begged, tears streaming down her face. "My son is inside there. If you can, please save him. I don't know what's happening, but he's in there, and I can't lose him."

Yuji's heart ached at the sight of her anguish. He stepped forward, determination hardening his resolve. "We'll do everything we can," he assured her. "Just stay here and stay safe."

Nobara nodded in agreement, her concern evident. "We'll find him and get him out. I promise."

With their mission clearly defined, the students were debriefed by Kiyotaka Ijichi, their temporary manager. Ijichi explained the situation with practiced efficiency, his demeanor was serious but supportive. "You've been given the task of locating and evacuating any survivors. Be cautious; we suspect there may be traps set within the facility. We have to assume the worst."

With a final nod of understanding, the students moved toward the entrance of the detention center. As they crossed the threshold, the atmosphere grew heavier, a palpable sense of dread hanging in the air.

Inside, the facility was dark and oppressive, its once sterile corridors were now suffused with an unsettling aura.

The assistant director Ijichi, who was tasked with lowering the curtain to conceal the entrance from the outside world, gave them a stern nod before closing the heavy curtain behind them. The claustrophobic environment intensified, the feeling of being cut off from the outside world almost palpable.

As they ventured deeper into the building, the sense of unease only grew stronger. The air seemed to thicken around them, and the walls, once cold and unyielding, now seemed to pulse with a menacing energy. It soon became apparent that they had been led into a domain—a curse's territory.

Megumi's sharp eyes scanned their surroundings, every sense on high alert. "This isn't right," he muttered. "We're in a curse's domain. We need to stay focused and be ready for anything."

Nobara's grip tightened on her weapon, her expression a mix of determination and apprehension. "Let's find the survivors and get out of here as quickly as we can. Stay sharp."

Yuji, his senses heightened and his mind racing, nodded in agreement. "Right. We need to be cautious. Let's move."

The team pressed forward, their footsteps echoing through the desolate halls. The tension was palpable, each creak and groan of the building adding to the sense of impending danger. As they navigated the darkened corridors, they couldn't shake the feeling that they were being watched, the weight of unseen eyes heavy upon them.

...

The air grew heavier as Megumi summoned one of his Divine Dogs, its form materializing from a swirl of shadows. The creature's keen senses were invaluable for tracking any potential survivors within the cursed domain. Yuji and Nobara, momentarily relieved, watched as the dog began sniffing the ground, hoping for a glimmer of hope amid their dire situation.

However, their brief moment of optimism was shattered when they stumbled upon a horrifying scene. The corridor opened into a grisly sight—several corpses, the once-living bodies now grotesquely twisted and lifeless. Among them, Yuji's heart sank as he recognized the face of the boy from earlier, the one whose mother had pleaded for their help.

Yuji's breath hitched, his gaze fixed on the boy's lifeless form. "We need to bring his body back," he said urgently, the weight of guilt and sorrow clear in his voice.

Megumi's face hardened as he stepped forward, blocking Yuji's path. "No, we can't. This is a juvenile detention center. These were inmates. If we're going to try to save everyone, we'd be overwhelmed by the consequences of their future actions. We can't afford to get bogged down by every case."

Yuji's eyes flared with anger, his emotions boiling over. "And what about me? Why did you save me if you're just going to dismiss others like this? What makes me different from them?"

Nobara, sensing the rising tension, stepped in to mediate. "This isn't the time for arguments," she said, trying to defuse the situation. "We need to focus on our mission."

Before she could say more, the ground beneath Nobara gave way, and she fell through a dark hole with a startled cry. Her sudden disappearance left Megumi and Yuji reeling, their focus shifting to the new threat.

Megumi's eyes widened in shock as he saw the white Divine Dog, his trusted companion, lying lifeless on the ground. The sight of the fallen shikigami sent a jolt of fear through him. He spun around, only to be met with the appearance of a powerful and menacing special-grade curse, its form looming ominously between them.

The aura of the curse was palpable, a chilling presence that struck terror into their hearts. Yuji, driven by a mix of fear and determination, tried to charge at the curse. He swung his weapon, the Slaughter Demon, with all his might, but the curse was too quick and ruthless.

In an instant, the curse's movement was a blur of deadly precision. Yuji's weapon was sliced from his grasp, and before he could react, the curse struck again. His hand was severed cleanly, falling to the ground with a sickening thud. Yuji staggered back, pain and shock coursing through him.

Meanwhile, Nobara found herself in complete darkness, her surroundings an oppressive void. Shadows flickered around her as curses materialized from the darkness, their forms twisting and contorting with malicious intent. She tried to focus, her mind racing to find a way out of her predicament.

Needlessly to say, things are bad.

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[Auther: Yo.

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