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"Jumonji-san...I found Yukimitsu..."
"Really?!" Jumonji's voice crackled to life on the other line, "I haven't seen Ishimaru at all yet, but I'll probably find him soon enough. Is Yukimitsu injured or anything, or is he alright?"
Sena swallowed his breath. "He's dead. He shot himself. I think he was so afraid that...that he disillusioned with everything around him...he was slicing up somebody's corpse, for god's sake..."
Jumonji didn't say anything.
"...Was it anyone we know?"
Sena stood up and glanced at the operating table; the corpse Yukimitsu had been slicing up was too mutilated and torn apart to even make out a single name or face. However, stepping closer, Sena noticed a student ID card lying on the floor underneath the table. Holding it up to the light, he wiped off the blood and stared at it:
'Koji Kuroki'.
"...Well, Sena?" Jumonji's voice asked, snapping Sena back to reality.
'I can't tell him...it'll be too much...' Sena shook his head and replied, "No...I can't tell who it is. The body's too cut up. I'm sorry."
Jumonji sighed. "Ah, well. Too bad that rescuing Yukimitsu ended in such a way. Hopefully Musashi and Ishimaru are still alive, though. You might as well head over in my direction, and we'll look together..."
"Alright." Sena flipped off the walkie-talkie, and shoved it back into his pocket.
His face was still wet with tears as he looked down at Yukimitsu's body, lying so peacefully on the floor.
"I'm sorry...I let this happen to you, Yukimitsu..." Sena whispered, before heading out, unable to bring himself to look back any longer.
Unfortunately for poor Sena, his travels through this hell were not even near done yet
The moment Sena wrapped his hand around the doorknob, a high-pitched roar, unlike anything the young boy had ever heard, shook the entire foundation of the school building. It sounded twisted and numerous, as if a thousand voices were crying in unison. Even worse, the roar felt like it was...calling out to him. Then, silence filled the air once again, as if nothing had happened.
Breathing heavily, Sena cried, "What...what the hell was that?!"
The walkie-talkie began to beep, and Sena pulled it out of his pocket. "...Y-Yes?" Sena asked as he held it up against his ear.
It was Hiruma's voice. "Listen to me, damn pipsqueak. Whatever you do...don't go down to the C-Section corridors, where Jumonji is currently located. You'll only be heading straight to your own death!!"
"Huh?! W-What are you saying, Hiruma-san?!" Sena snapped back.
"Just do what I say, you can go anywhere else in the building to look for Musashi...but if you try and join up with Jumonji, you'll end up facing true horror and die! Understand?!"
"No! No, I don't!" Sena exclaimed, "What...What about Jumonji-san, though? What'll happen to him?!"
Hiruma didn't respond.
"Hiruma-san!!! Answer me!!!"
"...Just stay away from there, got it?" Hiruma grunted, before hanging up.
Sena stared at the walkie-talkie in his hand like it was his worst enemy. 'Dammit...what the hell is going on here? Hiruma-san DOES know more than he's letting on...but is it for my sake, or for some totally different purpose?! In any case, I can't obey his orders this time...if Jumonji-san is in danger, I'll save him! He's my friend, and I don't want to lose any more of my friends, dammit!!!'
Stuffing the walkie-talkie back into his pocket once again, Sena dashed off as fast as his tired legs could go towards the C-Section corridors...
C-Section corridors...
Jumonji held his breath as he two zombies slothed their way right past him, never even noticing his presence.
"Agi...Agi...Agi...Agi...Agi...Agi..." they chanted over and over.
Once they turned the corner and were out of sight, Jumonji climbed out of the trash can. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he thought, 'Damn, I'm glad that worked out well...still, what was with that weird scream earlier? And it sounded pretty close by, so I better be careful...'
Like most of the school now, the halls were strewn with huge puddles of blood and dead rotting bodies. Apparently, anyone who either could not be controlled or struggled to resist was killed. Even though he had been in quite a few bloody fist fights in his day, Jumonji had never seen this much blood spilled before.
'This is awful...and with Yukimitsu dead, that means Hiruma, Suzuna, Kurita, Komusubi, Sena, me and hopefully Musashi and Ishimaru are the only ones left...' Jumonji figured as he lightly stepped over a teacher's corpse.
'Still, this is odd, though...why are there so few of those zombie freaks now? I mean, there was a hell of a lot more of 'em back when this all started...'
Suddenly...
"AAAAAAAAHHH!!!"
Jumonji gasped. 'THAT WAS ISHIMARU'S VOICE!!'
Pulling out his pistol, Jumonji quickly ran to the end of the hall and peeked around the corner. Then...he saw it.
"NO...NO...PLEASE, NO! I...I HAVE SIBLINGS I NEED TO HELP TAKE CARE OF! PLEASE! STOP!!" Ishimaru begged, struggling to crawl away. However, he was stopped by a huge clawed hand that crashed down upon his back, pinning him to the ground.
Mamori giggled. "Aww, see what you did, trying to run away? You've gone and upset Master Agi!!"
'That thing...that's Master Agi...?' Jumonji thought, shaking with a new found fear.
The being called 'Master Agi' resembled a wild wolf, only its head and limbs were made out of a strange swirling black mist, and its eyes were as white as fresh snow. It also stood at an amazing height, at about 10 feet. The true horrific feature of this demonic beast, however, was that its main body was entirely composed out of melded corpses, made out of both zombies and unfortunate victims alike. It was not possible for such a monster to be real...and yet it was.
Glancing at the small pistol in his hands, Jumonji thought, '...Fuck, there's no way I can fight that thing...I can't even save Ishimaru, let alone my own two best friends...I'm so...pathetic...'
"STOP! STOP! I'M SORRY-" Ishimaru screamed before Master Agi bit down on his head. Ishimaru's body shook violently for a moment before the giant wolf lifted him up and swallowed him whole.
Mamori smiled brightly and asked, "Was that a filling sacrifice, Master Agi? You need alot of sacrifices to be able to regain your true godly form, right? I'll make sure you get your fill!"
Jumonji cursed under his breath. 'That freaking wolf...that's not even it's true form?! What the hell is going on here?! This can't...this can't be real! This is totally fucking insane!'
Suddenly, Mamori turned her eyes in Jumonji's direction. "Ahh...so you're still alive, Jumonji-san..."
'Fuck! She saw me!' Knowing that even running would only end in his death, Jumonji had no choice but to step out and reveal himself from behind the corner. 'No matter what I do now...I'm going to end up being killed. Even if I hadn't seen that giant wolf thing, it still would have come after me. In the end, I've failed my mission. Heh...that kinda sucks, doesn't it?'
"...I've been wondering where you and Sena-kun ran off to, Jumonji-san," Mamori continued in a mocking tone, "I am glad you're alive, though. I wanted to pay you back for shooting me in the head..."
"Feh...you shoulda just stayed down...fuckin' bitch..." Jumonji snarled, spitting to the side.
Mamori continued to keep a cheery expression. "However, I'm not going to kill you...and neither is Master Agi..."
The giant wolf let out a small whine; for a moment, Jumonji found it hard to believe that it was actually some sort of demonic false god.
"Don't worry, Master Agi, you can eat his corpse afterwards, okay?" Mamori said, scratching the big dog behind the ear.
"Hold on," Jumonji spoke up, "If you're not going to fight me...and neither is that big furball...then who's it gonna be, dammit?!"
Mamori snapped her fingers, and a figure stepped out from behind Master Agi...it was Shozo Togano.
Jumonji froze, as if he couldn't believe his eyes. Well, actually, it WAS because he couldn't believe his eyes.
"T...Togano..."
Without a word, Togano raised the pistol in his hands, and wrapped a finger around the trigger.
"Togano...you...you're alive...?" Jumonji asked, completely overwhelmed.
Togano cracked his neck slightly sideways and breathed out a long trail of steam from his pale, cold lips.
"Togano..."
Togano pushed down on the trigger.
"W-WATCH OUT!!!"
The air in Jumonji's lungs left him as a small figure body-slammed into his ribs, knocking him over just in time as a bullet whizzed past his left ear and hitting the wall behind him. Sitting up, Jumonji saw that it was Sena, who was breathing heavily and covered in sweat from the long run.
"S..Sena, you save me..." Jumonji gasped.
Sena gave him a slight forced smirk. "I...I couldn't let you...die...you're my friend...after all..."
Jumonji forced a grin as well. "You're a good man, Sena..."
Mamori snickered, and raised her machine gun in her hands. "This'll be interesting..." she chuckled.
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A/N: This story will be taking a brief hiatus after this point.
