Man, if I had known it would be this slow to fly around as a spirit of the dead I would have lamented the loss of my feet more. If I spend hours floating down the school corridors at the speed of a student that just realized all that awaits them at home is more work... who knows what could happen? The mystery murderers could decide to mysteriously murder someone else, or they may have been planning to do so all along for all I know.
I guess Sissel the magic cat can save everyone, but I'd rather nobody die in the first place. It wasn't a pleasant experience, growing cold and seeing my blood leak out of me before everything went dark, temporary though it may have been.
Maybe I should check up on Nagato first, she could probably keep everyone safe. Though I suppose I'm not one to talk of being safe. I hope the Data Overmind didn't reconsider its previous stance towards the issue and decide it was time to just let me die. Ah no, Nagato read Sissel's mind, didn't she? So they would know I could be brought back to life. But then perhaps they let it happen, to further some unknown and humanly unfathomable purpose!
Or maybe I should stop acting like I'm in some fantasy story where there are villains with ridiculously intricate plans. Yeah, let's go with that.
The wall to the computer club room is no obstacle to me now, of course. Moving through it felt... well, in truth I didn't really feel anything, but it was a disturbing experience all the same, when my vision filled with the materials of the wall before going completely black for the instant it took until I was all the way through. Inside the neighbouring club's room I find that the members are all wearing headphones and yelling into microphones. That would explain them not hearing the gunshot, unless they just put it up to another insane contrivance by Haruhi.
Nagato however, is headphone-less and completely still, hands frozen in a position to type who knows what kind of computer magic. Somehow she appears even more unmoving than usual; if I didn't know better I would worry that she might have crashed and suffered a blue screen of death.
Nagato, can you hear me? You read Sissel's mind, right?
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No reaction. And that means no easy mystery solution. Or is there a possibility that I can possess the keyboard and type something out on her screen, like the cat and his telekinetic powers? I'll just reach out towards it as if I still had an arm...
...And nothing. It felt a little like I was flailing my arm through mist. This is getting really annoying, at this rate I'll never figure out my powers! I know I'm usually content to give sage advice from the sidelines, but it would be nice to be the magical and powerful kind of person for once.
I'll have to ask Sissel for help yet again. At least the brigade room is only a short uh, float away.
Going back through the wall isn't nearly so disturbing now that I know what to expect, but the only reward on remaining calm throughout is seeing my cat mentor looking agitated. I hope he isn't-
...
Where's my body?