Day 12 - Date unknown

Unfortunately, this will be one of my last entries. I can no longer withstand the never-ending pain in my stomach. I hope that someone will find these notes, and know that I was having an expected death. I have been locked in this storage cabinet for days now. I have turned into nothing but mere flesh and bone. I have given up. There is no one who will save me this time. This school was intended to kill whoever enters.

That makes me angry. I want to hurt whoever set us here. What happened to, "Friends forever" and "We'll make it out together!"

I miss Riyoko. He was kind. I hope he finds this journal. My sanity is slipping faster than my seconds left. I can't take this pain. I want to go home.

Home…he….mu…..go…..

Never forget me…..

Please…

To you, reading this, never….ive…..p…..ho….e.

I need water…..water…please….

So…tired….

Day 13 – Date unknown

This will be the end. My tears have stained the paper so it is hardly legible. I am so hungry. I love you Ri….

"Ri….yo…ko…" I whimpered. "Ri…yo...ko."

My eyes slowly started to close.

"Riyoko…" I squeaked. "He…lp….."

"Ri…y…" I heard a voice mumble from inside the room next to me.

I crept towards it to hear a familiar voice crying. It was high-pitched, innocent sounding.

"H...Hello?" I ask quietly, peering in the classroom. There was no one to be found.

"H….elp…me please…..Ri…."

I looked around. There were desks, and a large storage cabinet. Was she in there?

"….Aishi…..Ayano-san? Ayano! Are you in there? Ayano!" I screamed.

There was a soft banging on the door.

"Ri…Riyoko-kun….help….help me please!" The voice sounded like it was as strong as it would get, and it seemed pleading, but had no emotion in it what so ever.

I started to try to pull off the lock.

"I'm coming for you Ayano!" I yelled.

I heard footsteps in the distance.

The lock opened. The doors opened suddenly, and a small figure of a girl fell out, with black hair. She fell limp against the floor.

"Ri…Riyoko…!" She exclaimed, voice raspy and quiet.

"Grrraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagghhhhhh…." I heard a voice coming from the hallway.

"We have to run!" I yelled, pulling the small, fragile form over my shoulder, breaking for the exit. She bounced loosely on my shoulder as I ran.

The footsteps turned into loud bangs as I heard what the voice had come from was chasing me. I threw Ayano into what seemed to be a janitor closet. I ran in there and pushed furniture in the way of the door. I breathed heavily.

"Ri….Ri…..Riyo..ko…" Ayano mumbled. I looked at her. I became aware that where her left eye used to be, was now just a messy glop of blood and viscera, hanging out, pouring out of her face like contents of a meat grinder. She looked like she hadn't eaten in weeks. "Ri…." She said. Her hand was outstretched to me, her face held up as she lay on the ground. "I love…..rii….." she whispered, and then her hand and face fell limp against the ground.

"N-No….Ayano-san….please…Ayano….AYANO!" I screamed. "PLEASE!" I kept screaming. I picked up the small girl and held her in my arms. "No…don't die please don't die don't die don't die don't die!" I cried.

The door was pushed open, the furniture falling over and crashing to the ground, inches from my feet. I pressed my face into her black hair, crying.

I looked up. It was a giant man. His eyes were a blood red, his mouth hanging open loosely. His shirt was stained with blood, and a sledgehammer was dragging behind him. I recognized him. Yanagihori Yoshikazu.

"Yan…..Yanagihori Yoshikazu…" I said, deliberately out of fear.

He grunted, looking up at me.

"Please…."

He moved towards me, kicking the loose wood of the bookcase I had pushed in front of the door earlier. He raised his sledgehammer over my head.

"Yoshikazu, please, stop! You don't have to listen to Sachiko! She doesn't know what she's doing! You don't know what you are doing! Snap out of it! Please! I know what you've been through! It was wrong! She shouldn't have used you! I'm so sorry, just please, spare me please! We're going to die anyway!" I had no idea what was coming out of my mouth. It was nonstop prattle. I hadn't even remembered when I opened my mouth. It's like I wasn't talking at all.

He seemed stunned. His sledgehammer dropped to the ground.

"You don't…have…too…"

I was out of breath.

The tall man looked over me.

"I….di…d….no….t…hi..ng."

It wasn't exactly words, but I could hear slurred sounds coming out of his mouth.

"I know." I said.

"It….wa…sn't….my….fa…ult." He said.

"I know," I said again.

His eyebrows looked at me angrily. "It….Sac…hiko…..I….can't….."

He raised his sledgehammer again, and it swung down, cracking Ayano's skull.

There was a loud crack, and a loud scream, that ripped through my hears and my mind.

"AYANO!" I screamed.

Yoshikazu looked at me. "Sh…e….was…go…ing…to…die…any…way, ri…gh…t?" He said. There was then a cackling grunt, and then he left the room.

I gathered up bits of skull and blood and tissue in my arms, crying.

"Ayano….." I cried.

I lay down, to never move again.