"Psst,"

Mamori shuffled in her sleep, pulling the blanket over her head. She felt something move on her bed.

"Psst,"

"Mmh…" Mamori turned over. Trying to ignore whatever was trying to get her attention.

"PSST!"

"WHAT?!" Mamori sat up quickly, throwing her blanket back. Only coming face to face with Agon, "A-Agon?!

"Yeah?" he moved to the edge of her bed.

"Agon! We found your phone, so there's need of you trying to do…whatever you came here for," she huffed

"Who cares? I just wanted some fun with you and the trash," he chuckled darkly, before moving back toward Mamori.

"Agon…" she shuffled back till she felt the wall behind her.

"You should really get out of here," he said, coming face to face with Mamori once again.

"Why?"

"Well….because this place is haunted…" Mamori felt something drop on top of her leg. She glanced down to see some sort of liquid on her pajama pants.

"What?" She looked back up and stifled a scream. Agon face was melting, revealing a black skeleton. His eyeballs, hung from the skull. The jaw started to mouth and laughter could be heard, as smoke rose from the mouth.

"Ah…ah…." Mamori stuttered, eyes wide with terror, "AHH!"

Mamori's eyes snapped open, sweat covered her body. She sat up and looked around, "a…dream? Yeah, that's it…just a…dream," she placed her face into her hands, tears at the corner of her eyes. Oh god, that wasn't a dream, it was nightmare…. She checked her watch on the nightstand on the side of her bed. 1:25.

Maybe…Yoichi is still awake….I'll go see him…he's just down the hall… She slowly got out of bed and headed towards the door. As she opened it, a surprise waited for her.

"Hey, hey Yuki,"

Yukimitsu was rustled from his sleep to see Taki in his football pajamas over him, "What is it?"

"I found something interesting," Taki replied. Yuki rolled back into bed.

"Show me tomorrow," Taki continued to push him awake.

"No! Now!" he whined. Yuki was a bit unsettled with the tone of voice Taki was using, but he gave in.

"Fine, fine, show me the way," Yuki got out of bed and followed Taki out the door. As he exited his room, Taki disappeared, "Taki?"

"This way!" his voice came from down the hall.

Yuki followed his voice, soon leading him to the back yard. Yuki looked around till he heard Taki's voice once again. Leading him deeper towards the back. Dead leaves crunched underneath his feet as he made his way, he stopped as a certain statue that caught his eye. He walked over to get a better look, but a pond was in his way. He caught a glance of the statue; it seemed to be an angel, with a hood covering its eyes.

"This statue is interesting," he mused aloud. He was about to leave when noticed something in the water. He got to his knees and tried to reach over the water, but he could not go far enough. Sighing in defeat and curiosity got the better of him. He stepped in the cold and murky water of the pond. He shivered as he took more steps. He was in the middle of the pond and close to the angel, which he can now see the eyes. He fished in the water, grabbing a hold of the item. It was some sort of cloth, heavy with water.

Yuki's hands started to shake as he looked closely; it was Football printed pajamas, the same one's Taki wore.

"Taki?" he asked uncertainty around him, realizing for the first time it was dark. He stumbled out of the pond, still carrying the clothes, "Taki?!" he couldn't see the house anymore, "Wh-whats happening?" there was a slight rumble, and the sound of stone breaking. He turned back to the statue, for which he can still clearly see. The hood was down, and it seemed the angel was looking at him. Yuki took steps back.

What's going on? Why can't I see the house, what happened to Taki? Thoughts scrambled through his head as he stared at the statue. His mind couldn't take hold of what was happening. Another rumble could be head, but it was behind him, he glanced back, but returned his attention to the statue.

A large shadow loomed over him, wings branching out, and his eyes wide in terror. No one heard him scream.

As Mamori walked out the door, the hallway surprised her. It seemed endless, doors littering the walls, and the stairs were gone.

Is the dark and my mind playing tricks on me? She pondered. She started to walk down the hall, towards were the direction of Hiruma's room was. She kept on walking, and walking, but the hallway was endless.

She started to get worried; a sound was heard behind her. She jumped around to see if anyone was behind, but only the looming hallways were still there. She sighed; I guess this house is getting to me…

She continued her way again, ignoring the strange noises happening behind her. She doesn't know how long she was walking, until she heard something moving behind her. She turned to see, but still no one was behind her.

"If you're trying to play a trick, stop it right now and show yourself!" she said. No one appeared, but something answered to her call. Down the hallway from which she came, under the flickering light, something was coming at her under the rug of the hallway.

Mamori took a couple of steps back, watching as the thing slowly grew bigger. She turned on her heel and started to run. She ran as fast as she could. She keeps glancing behind her to see the thing getting bigger and bigger, the rug bending to its will. It seemed to become a giant mouth.

She stepped up the speed, but she could feel it getting closer, "Somebody!" Suddenly, she could see the end of the hallway and Hiruma's room, but she couldn't stop, the thing was still behind her. She heard a grunted growl. The wall was coming towards her; the picture seemed welcoming, showing just a small farm house.

Mamori tripped, her hands brushing against the painting. The thing grew around her.

A door opened up, revealing Hiruma. He looked down the hallway, glancing around the hallway and the staircase.

"Fucking rats," he grumbled. He glanced at the painting on the wall beside him, showing a farm house, and a small farm girl.