Author's Note: These scenarios are meant to be pretty short and kinda leave some things to the imagination. I don't expect it to culminate to much, I just kinda started writing it one day. PLEASE however tell me if this story is violating one of the rules. As it is I'm kinda new to and don't expect to post often, but I formatted the document similar to how text is shown in the game. However I am unsure whether it is considered script format and if it is breaking the rules or not, for that is the nature of the game. I would very much appreciate it if someone could send a message clarifying these rules. And please either let me know, or report the work if it is violating the rules. If I'm told to, I will gladly remove it. Thank you.

Okay, quick! I need to search the fourth island!

Wait…

Something's not right. I can feel it.

I should go. No, I need to get to the warehouse right now!

I don't know why, but something's amiss, I have the strong urge, no need, to go and investigate! It's only a hunch, but I should probably check it out.

*rattle* *rattle*

Huh?

The door won't open, as if something's blocking it.

Maybe I should come back later after all…

No! I've come too far to back down now!

With a renewed energy I smashed through the door.

*Crash!*

The noise of several things toppling over rang throughout the darkness as my eyes tried to adjust.

?: Huh?

Hajime Hinata:

Huh? Nagito? What are you doing here?!

Nagito Komaeda:

Well, well, well if it isn't Hajime, I must say your timing is unfortunate.

Hajime Hinata:

Nagito?! Explain yourself!

Nagito Komaeda:

This is troublesome.

But that's okay. I came prepared for anything, and after all I can't have you getting in the way this trial.

Hajime Hinata:

Wait, wh-

Before I could register what was happening Nagito's hand had shot out of his pocket toward my face.

And then I had fallen to the floor without even realizing it.

Nagito Komaeda:

Of course this means there will be one more victim, but that can't be helped.

Because it's all for the sake of hope.

I don't know what happened next, or how long I was out, but I was painfully aware of the pounding in my head when I came to.

As my eyes adjusted to the dim setting, and I tried to figure out where I was and why I was lying there, a sudden sickness swept over me as I remembered the events leading up to this.

The air around me had a sinister, almost sadistic, feeling to it and a creepy hymnal blared throughout the room.

Soon a scene straight out of a twisted horror movie had formed in the darkness.

It was Nagito, lying, hand and feet bound, a few feet away from me.

He had several stab wounds across his thighs, a laceration across his left arm, and a knife through his right hand.

His mouth was duct-taped shut, as if to restrain any sound from leaving his mouth.

My eyes grew wide in fear and confusion. I tried to scream in terror, or to make a sound but nothing came out.

I willed my body to respond but it was as if I were paralyzed with fear.

As I stared blankly at what had become of Nagito I realized that his body was shaking, quavering in pain.

He's still alive!