hi again guys, sorry for the wait, but here is chapter 3! Enjoy!
Chikua felt a searing pain flow through her right leg, making her wince in pain. She had been lying on the cold floorboards for what seemed like hours now, and there was nothing to do but stare into never ending darkness. She tried in vain to move, but several broken floor boards had dug into her and between the various parts of her aching body, so she was forced to stay still. It hurt more when she moved anyway, so she just lay there, hoping someone would find them. How long had that dreadful earthquake lasted? Was she the only survivor, or were her friends somewhere here too? She had no idea, and she clearly wasn't going to find out soon. After awhile, she had had enough of waiting, an decided to break the eerie silence.
"Hello...?" she called out loudly, waiting a few seconds "Is anyone here?"
The response was more, empty silence, and only her voice echoed back to her, making her slightly cautious.
"It's me, Chikua Himura, LET ME OUT!"
Her shrill voice was only greeted by more silence, and perhaps the odd drop of filthy water from a leaky pipe near her. Where on earth was she now? Struggling, she managed to push a board away from her leg, only causing some loose bricks above to collapse, and hurt her leg even more. She gasped in pain, trying to clutch her leg but her arms were tangled in the various debris. Chikua was now starting to panic; she'd had an easy life and didn't know how to deal with situations like this.
"PLEASE SAVE ME IM STILL ALIVE!"
Suddenly, the tension in the air changed, and she pricked her ears up at the sound of footsteps, gradually getting louder every second. She began writhing in the rubble, trying to catch the passerby's attention, and well...it worked. With the small gaps in the rubble, she managed to spot a figure of a small boy, no older than eight years old, with an ominous pale blue glow around him. Looking closely, she could see that he had several stab and slash wounds all across his lower abdomen, and a strange look on his startled face. It burned to look in his open eyes, so Chikua didn't look into them. This boy wasn't human, he dint even seem alive. What was he?
"Guuv it bac...!" he murmured, circling the pile of rubble Chikua was stuck in "Doh you hab my toong..?"
He had something wrong with his vocals, Chikua noticed. She peered closer at his face, and almost screamed in shock at the gruesome reality. He was missing a tounge!
"I don't have your tounge!" she shouted in reply, now scared. "I don't have it!"
The boy glared at him, his pupils like pencil dots in his eye balls. He was furious that the new victim did not have his tounge. How many victims did it take to find it? Angrily, he floated out of the room, letting out some stir of cry of frustration, making Chikua tremble. Phew, she thought, he was gone. Suddenly, she spotted some sort of orange mist around her, entering her mouth and eyes, making her feel slightly drowsy. What was happening? Her head was splitting and she could barely think through the pain. It almost felt like someone was taking over her mind, making her feel and think things she had never thought or felt before! She was about to give in to this evil spirit, when a familiar voice brought her back to consciousness.
"Himura, hang in there, I can see you!"
It was the voice of Ryou, her long time crush, and she was relieved to be finally saved, especially by him. He began removing each individual piece of debris, until he had finally made a large hole, big enough for Chikuas frame to crawl through. Once she was out of the otherwise she thanked him gratefully, blushing at the warm smile he gave in return. Ryato was such kind and sociable person, and he could get on with anyone, stranger or not, in the blink of an eye. Chikua let out a sigh of relief, although she still had a splitting head ache from the strange orange thing that had attacked her earlier.
So do you have any idea where we are?" Ryota asked her, having a good look round the ruined room.
"Were probably just in school still..." she predicted, trying to think logically.
"But the stuff here looks like it's been taken straight from an elementary school!"
"That is odd...But earthquakes can change a lot of things you know."
"I suppose..." Ryota replied doubting Chikuas words. He wasn't that clever, but he knew that earthquakes could not change the size of furniture. He spotted an empty doorway with the wooden door on the floor by it, the hinges completely rusted and broken.
"We should look for a way out, Yoshida-kun." advised Chikua, not wanting to stay in the creepy class room much longer.
"Okay.." he said quietly, following Chikua out of the classroom with a slight frown. Generally, he didn't like being bossed about, but didn't want to cause anymore fuss. The corridor was long and winding, and filled with more wrecked furniture. He was about to turn the corner, when he noticed Chikua was not with him anymore. Running back, he spotted her staring at a white note stapled to a door, written with what seemed like, fresh blood. Chikuas eyes were narrowed, and her pupils tiny and beady.
"Himura, let's get going!" he ordered, getting slightly impatient. She didn't look at him.
"It was only Rock Paper Scissors. But I always win, and it was loser eats winner. It's okay...i forgive you, but YOU DIDNT SURIVIVE!" she yelled, staring at Ryota with ice cold eyes. Alarmed, he jumped back, stunned at Chikuas sudden outbreak.
"I WAS WASTED! YOU KILLED ME FOR NOTHING! AGGGGGHHHH!"
She stared screaming, flailing her bruised fists in the air, completely out of control. She began whacking her head against the wall mentally, and all Ryota could do was stand and stare a this seemingly possessed friend in shock horror. Suddenly, the orange spirit Chikua had encountered before, appeared in front of Ryota, looking down at him sympathetically.
"Recently I met a funny couple like you. I possessed her, but I couldn't hold my grip on her soul for long, since the boys soul managed to bring hers back out."
"What do you mean?" Ryato asked, trying his best to stay calm.
"Basically he managed to pull her spirit back out!"
"How do I do it then?"
"Well he hugged her. That might work for you!"
"What?! No way am I hugged Chikua!"
The evil sprit cackled loudly, and vanished back into thin air just like that. Chikua had stopped manically thrashing about, and was now staring at her bleeding hands, a look of confusion in her stunned face. Deciding not to mention it, Ryato beckoned her forward, tugging on a near by door knob. It let to a large walkway, out in the open, and Ryato could almost smell the fresh air from where he stood inside. The two ran out, breathing it in, and freshening up with the heavy drizzle than rained from the sky. Chikua stared at the area they were in, realising that their school didn't haven anything like this in it. In fact, this school was seemingly much larger, especially for an elementary school. Where was she?
"Heres another one!" calles Yaato from across the room. Him and Mr Gucci had wound up in this strange school together, and they were now gathering notes that they had found strewn round the rooms and corridors they had woken up in. Neither of them knew exactly what was going on, but they had enough logic to guess that they weren't in their school anymore. Anyway, they had searched desperately for any clues that might explain the situation, and had successfully found three paper notes, two tinged with age and thw other one slightly newer.
note 1
You will die here. There is no escape from the eternal pain fate has in store for you. Like me and other victims before you, you will perish under the darkness of this hellhole, and I say enjoy life while it lasts...
Mr Gucci had found this beside what shockingly seemed to be, old human remains, and was startled by the contents of the newly written note. Meanwhile, Yaato had found this slightly older note stuck to a teachers desk by the front of the classroom.
note 2
Welcome to class 1-2 of Tenjin elemetary school! If your new, the principal is called Mr Takamine, and your homeroom teacher is Ms Oshawaka. If you feel sich or unwell, ask to see Ms Sh...
The yellowing note was torn of at this point, suggesting someone didn't want the nurses name mention. How odd, Yaato thought to himself, placing the note carefully next to the other one. It proved this was a school, but it was abandoned long ago.
note 3
We are sorry to announce that Tenjin Elementary school will be closing in two weeks due to the recent tragic events that have occurred here. We apologise to the inconvenience of the parents and teachers, and we will have the leaving ceremony nexty Tuesday in the main building. Thank you - Pr. Takamine
Yaato was very confused by the strange set of notes, but was curious, and needed to know more.
"Come on," he called to the new teacher, "We need to find more!"
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