((thank you so much for the reviews, I feel liked :3 a lot of people were wondering why Satoshi was the only one to see the ghost... Well, it's for the same reason Ayumi had the dream and Naomi saw Seiko. The school remembers their fears and his is being alone in this horror)) Naomi lay in her bed, trying to make sense of everything. Seiko could come back...? She could see everyone again...? After Yuki"s departure, everyone was left in disbelief. Silently, they left for their own homes, each person left to dwell in their individual thoughts. Why hadn't Yuki said where Sachiko's power would go? And why had she grimaced when Naomi mentioned Seiko's appearance? Naomi thought all of this but had no answer. Tomorrow they were going to do it. They would prepare the charm, a complicated assortment of phrases and rituals. They'd bring back Seiko first as it was obvious Naomi was closest to her. Then they'd have to work from there. "But," Naomi wondered, "Will it actually work?" She sighed, sitting up. Her mother had given up on trying to convince Naomi of Seiko's nonexistance, instead deciding to ignore her altogether. Naomi didn't care anymore. Seiko WAS real. And hopefully, her mother would agree too, soon. However, Naomi fell asleep that night into a restless slumber. She saw Seiko's death. She heard her friend's screams. And she saw Yuki running around barefoot in a familiar blood red dress. * "Are you ready?" Ayumi asked. Satoshi, Naomi, Yoshiki and Ayumi were gathered in front of their empty school, hidden by the shrubbery and all looking rather bedraggled. "Thank God its the holidays..." Yoshiki muttered. Ayumi pulled a paper doll out of her bag, similar to the one that sent them to heavenly host. She seemed nervous as she placed it in the middle of the triangle they'd traced into the dirt. A small ceramic bowl sat in between two candles, right before the doll. Naomi was pale as Ayumi told her of the ritual. The two boys exchanged worried glances. Ayumi stood in front of them all, a large book in her hands. She turned to one of the yellowing pages and began to read in an unfamiliar language. Satoshi, Yoshiki and Naomi stood facing her, heads bowed. Noone talked other than Ayumi. "This better work.. I feel like an idiot," Yoshiki thought to himself. After what seemed like forever, Ayumi finished reading. She nodded towards Naomi who nervously stepped forwards. She picked up the knife that lay besides the bowl. She knelt besides the doll and recited something Ayumi had told her. Satoshi leaned in to listen but her words were so quiet he heard nothing. Slowly, shakily, Naomi raised the knife to her palm and slit her skin. Blood dripped from her hand into the bowl. She stepped back, wincing in pain. Ayumi said something else. And then silence. They were all thinking the same thing. What if it goes wrong...? Naomi gasped in pain as the blood in the bowl simply vanished. Satoshi's eyes widened in shock as she fell to her knees, crying out from pain. Ayumi was frantically looking through the book, unable to understand a simple word of the foreign language. The two boys knelt besides Naomi as her body contorted strangely. "Shinozaki, is this right!?" Satoshi yelled. Ayumi's eyes were wide and fearful as she stared at Naomi, speechless. An earpiercing scream filled the air and Naomi fell backwards, unconscious. Blood was spurting from several gashes on her arms; wounds that were not there before. Without another word, Satoshi picked up the girl and started running. Ayumi and Yoshiki stared at eachother. The doll, they realised, had gone, as had the triangle. They were left with a blood covered book and a pure white ceramic bowl. The silence was unbearable. They had failed. ((thanks for reviewing :) oh and somebody asked. Yes this is teasersandme, I forgot the password ._. thannnkk chu))