It's way too early for Halloween but I wrote this anyway. Please enjoy.
'Where…am I…?' Honoka only had the strength to turn her head. Her bleary gaze scanned her surroundings, adjusting to the dim light in the area she was in. As she stood there, looking around, feeling returned to her body. She shuffled forward. Her movement was slow, like something heavy was weighing her down. '...oh yeah...weren't we...having a sleepover…? In...Maki-chan's...villa…'
Paper crinkled under her step. She could clearly hear the bending plastic of the red cup she trod on. Her hearing still worked, but the light was still too dim. It was if there was something blocking the light, casting strange shadows and causing the darkness that had engulfed her before. Honoka looked up, her eyelids lowered for protection against the direct light. "...Umi-chan...what are you doing? Sleeping up there...isn't good you know…?"
Honoka trudged onward, almost by-passing the lounge. Something caught her attention, making her change course. She entered the lounge, taking care to avoid the upturned chairs. "Rin-chan, are you playing together with Hanayo-chan…? That's no good...you both fell asleep…" The lights in the room were still on, and she looked at the light switch, which was flicked upwards in the on position. She should turn them off, and stepped towards the panel, avoiding the wet spots on the carpeted floor. Her hand rested on the switch. "...good night, Rin-chan...Hanayo-chan…" The room was plunged into semi-darkness. The only light came in through the entryway, with its strange shadow.
The faucet was still running in the kitchen when she walked past. Honoka stopped, and stared at the sink from the doorway. "Don't you know...not to waste water?" With a sigh, she stepped in, walking across the shiny black and white tiles. Some of them were red in color, making for a strange design pattern against the uniform monochrome tiles. The handle of the faucet was wet to the touch. The room was quiet after the water stopped flowing. Quiet, except for the sound of dripping. It just dripped...one drop at a time. "Sounds like a leak...Nico-chan...where...could it be...coming from…?" It wasn't that important to her, and the monotonous sound soon fell upon deaf ears. As if commanded to, Honoka turned and left the kitchen.
She staggered up the staircase; the weight had grown heavier since she started moving. Once she reached the top, she found herself level with the chandelier, still casting strange shadows on the bottom floor. She could hear a sewing machine running at full power and followed the sound to the source, ignoring the chandelier. In the room, the sewing machine's needle was working away at nonexistent cloth. Stepping around the object hanging from the ceiling, she approached the sewing machine. She flicked the switch, as she had done in the lounge, and watched as the noise died away. Honoka bent down and felt the red strip of fabric resting on top a pile of other scraps. "This isn't like you...Kotori-chan...Using such coarse...and rough cloth…" Her gaze fell on a chair that had been overturned, and she went to pick it up, replacing it where it belonged.
She shut the door on the sewing room and continued down the darkened hallway. The floorboards creaked beneath her. Another sensation came: a wet stickiness on her back. And a sound: a soft sliding sound, like something being dragged. Honoka did not get the chance to investigate the new stimulus as the surface beneath her feet changed from solid wood to something softer. Honoka lifted her foot and took a step back, looking at the obstruction in her path. "Pretending to sleep...doesn't help, Nozomi-chan...Everyone sees you…"
She gingerly stepped around the obstruction and headed to the bathroom, wanting to clean the red off her hands, which she had just now noticed. The water was clear when it left the faucet, and it was pink when it swirled against the marble sink down the metal drain. Honoka dried her hands on a nearby towel, then turned to inspect the bathroom. The shower curtains were drawn around the bathtub; the only time they were drawn was when someone was showering. However, she could not hear any running water. Her hearing was fine. She drew the curtains aside and looked into the tub. "Hey...Eri-chan...didn't anyone ever tell you...not to fall asleep in the bathtub...? Well...I won't bother you…" She pulled the curtains back into place, hiding the contents of the tub and shuffled across the blue tiles.
Honoka shut the bathroom door behind her. 'Where is Maki-chan…? I...haven't seen her...yet…' She walked back the way she came, past the obstruction, past the sewing room, down the stairs, past the kitchen, past the lounge, under the chandelier, and found herself back in the room she had started in. By now, the weight pressing down on her had become almost unbearable; her back soaked with an unexplainable wetness. And around her neck, a choking hold. For the first time, she smiled. She reached a hand behind her, gently touching whatever was there, and raised her hand up to the light cast by the chandelier. Red. "It's just like your hair, Maki-chan...so deep and vibrant…" Reaching up to the hold on her neck, she loosened the lock. There was a heavy thud, and Honoka was freed from her weighty burden. "Honestly...Maki-chan...you shouldn't cling to me like that…It's crushing…" Honoka's smile grew as she held her hands together behind her back.
"Everyone is sleeping so peacefully, aren't they~?"
This is currently listed as a one-shot but the second part to this will be released after a short period of time.
(Edit) Honoka: Ahem... No one was harmed in the making of this movie!