A.n: Once again... I'm not dead...I'm just thinking on how to continue dis ok? Let's proceed (bc we're practically in Chapter 1 still ._.)

When Maki opened the door, she saw quick glimpse of Tooru and then black. He knocked her out with a strong, yet possibly deadly fist to the head, which knocked her to lean against the wall. Tooru grabbed Naegi's leg, and pulled her to the Art classroom.

When they arrived at the Art classroom, he saw his other captive, Laila Kuwata. She was with her arms tied behind her back, and she had duct tape on top of her mouth. "I've brought here a 'lil friend who will suffer with you~" He laughed at the misery, the despair these two girls were suffering from.

Laila muffled what could be understanded as curses and pleads towards the black-haired boy. He grabbed the red-head by her hair and brought her to his face. "Look bitch, I'm trying to make this easy for me and you 2 ok? Remember these words, 'Provoke me, and you're dead '...but...you're going to die anyway..." She scooted away from the black-haired boy, scared of what he would do to her and Maki. He tied the still unconsious brunette's arms just like he did it to the red-head.

Naegi woke up to find her self in the Art Classroom. She tried stretching but her arms were not able to reach their goal. "Mmh? (Huh?)" Then she realized...she was duct-taped as well...how...clever of them...

"Oh...so you woke up?" She raised her head to see Tooru with a kitchen knife that was directed towards her. She was beyond panicked. Then Naegi heard muffled grunts to her left and saw Kuwata trying to get rid of the ropes. She then thought, 'W-what if...he just wants to kill us both?!'

"It's obvious what I'm going to do with you..." He heard a slightly buff but dreadful voice in front of her. She just looked up at the black haired teenager with a semi-stern, semi-scared expression. "Mhy mahre myou muing mdis?! (Why are you doing this?!)" She muffled her rage and scarediness. He didn't seem to like it. But, he still grinned with pure evil. He grabbed a chunk of her short, brown hair and pulled her by it to be face-to-face with her.

"A writer can't tell its secrets~...but all I know is that I'll start with you~"

A.N: SORRY FOR THE WAIT MY LITTLE BOSOMS [idk from where THAT came from (/•_•)/ ] BUT I'M BACK [and away for about when I get inspiration to continue (aka, a long ass time) I KNOW, I KNOW... REALLY CRAPPY BUT HEY! IT'S BETTER THAN NOTHING!

JA NE! :D