Everyone backed away slowly.

"Rin," Len held up his hands. "I think this is starting to go a bit far…"

Rin roared with primal rage and made vicious chopping motions with the shears.

Fukase took off, heading for the gate which led to the main road. Len was hot on his heels, having abandoned what little hope he had of having a calm, reasonable talk with his sister.

But Rin didn't chase after them. It wasn't them she was concerned about, after all.

She ran after Haku, who turned on her heel and promptly slipped in the mud. She clambered to her feet but not quick enough.

As soon as she stood up Rin was upon her. She only narrowly missed getting her throat slashed because Luo tackled her back to the ground.

Rin seemed a little dazed by how quickly it had happened, her feet shuffling around, confused for a second. A second was all that Luo needed to pull her legs out from under her. Rin screamed as Luo attempted to wrestle the shears away.

Haku averted her eyes as soon as Luo bit Rin on her wrist, giving her an opportunity to wrench the shears away and position them over the blonde's throat. Haku heard the squeak of the shears and the nightmare-inducing sound of the blades slicing through flesh. And then, again. Somewhere in the distance, she could make out the sound of tyres squealing and horns blaring, sounding foggy and distant.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck…" Luo stood up and examined her bloodstained stockings. That wasn't the biggest concern, though. The murder weapon would have fingerprints all over it, not to mention Luo's teeth marks on Rin's wrist. And they were out in the open. It was a literal miracle that no one had appeared to have heard anything.

Luo noticed the bite mark too. She brought out the shears again and slashed, no, destroyed that wrist.

"Hopefully that'll keep them off our backs." She said. Haku didn't need to be told who "they" were.

The distant noise of ambulance sirens brought their attention to the gate where Len and Fukase had gone. They were nowhere to be seen, but there were several cars and a truck parked irregularly on the street. A small crowd of people were gathered, kneeling by something on the pavement. What though, the girls could not see. Every so often though, a cry or horrified scream would pierce the air.

Luo's eyes grew scarily wide. She darted behind the shed as deftly as a rabbit. Haku followed.

"Shit, we can't leave the body out in the open like that, they could probably see it from over there!" Luo gasped,rolling down her stockings and casting them aside. She stealthily crept back around to the front of the shed. A moment later, she reappeared dragging Rin by the feet, her arm warmers wrapped around her hand to prevent her from leaving any more evidence.

She spied the hose and grabbed it, turning the nozzle of the tap on the wall. White water exploded from the hose and over Rin's body. She concentrated the blast over Rin's head, then arms then clothes and legs.

While this was happening, Haku got an idea of what to do with the murder weapon. She folded the blades back together then wound the stockings around them.

"Here," she motioned to Luo in a shaky whisper as Luo turned the tap off. "put this under your dress."

Luo nodded in approval and lifted the top of her dress away from her chest, then slipped the shears inside. She shivered at the touch of the cold metal and the slimy, bloodstained stockings.

"This is all we can do," she said, "now let's get out of here!"

She ran for the school buildings, keeping close to the walls and peering round corners to check the coast was clear. Haku picked her muddy scarf up off the ground and followed suit.

They walked back to Squatter's Lane as naturally as they could, Luo hiding the bulgy shape and blood on her torso by wrapping her arms around herself, pretending she was cold.

They made it to Luo's house with no issues, but Haku had started to once more feel the chilling coils of paranoia wrap around her throat.

She stumbled into the kitchen, no longer caring much about what had transpired. Luo came in as well, seated herself at the table and took the shears out of her dress. For about thirty seconds, neither one of them said anything but then Gongyu's voice boomed from above.

"Is that you, Luo?" The stairs creaked.

"Yeah," Luo said. She did nothing to hide the shears and that was the first thing Gongyu saw when she entered the kitchen.

Gongyu's face transformed into a flurry of emotion: anger, shock, horror, sadness. She then said in a voice with just as much feeling: "What the fuck happened now?!"