(Author's Note: Ah sorry guys, I had a bunch of finals and exams to do so I couldn't upload any new chapters…aka studying is a bitch yada yada yada…but look I am on summer break so I hope to upload even MOAR chapters during the break…yay!

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(Gregory's PoV)

It is so cold… That is the only words my foggy mind can think of right now. After being swallowed up by a cloud of thick black fog, both Ojima and I have manage to regain consciousness in a strange room. Judging by the size of the area, it is possible that this is a closet or perhaps a pantry. I touch the "wall" that is in front of me, the texture was disgusting and slimy, but I feel a metal knob indicating that it is a door. The door is slowly rotting away, but it is locked shut; I try to kick down the locked door but barely budges.

"Greg, my arm it hurts." Ojima whimpers in pain behind.

Oh. That's right she is sitting behind me… I carefully walk over to where her voice was and gently touch her injured arm because I could barely my own hands or anything in front of me. I feel blood stick to my fingertips after brushing over her arm; indicating that her arm is still bleeding slightly from a series of cuts and scrapes after being pinned down on the infirmary's ancient floor by my body. Other than the possible blood loss from her injuries, her arm muscles are strained and sore…Her face has a small amount of scrapes

"Yeah it is injured but not too serious, but it needs a bandage to stop the bleeding" I tear of a sizeable amount of cloth from my soiled school jacket, "Here this is the best I can do for you right now. As Soon as we both find a way out of here, I will find something to make you a split for your arm.

"Thank you Gregory…" She whispers to me.

I help here stand up, "Don't thank me just yet, it is only a bandage…I do not have any medicine or anything sturdy to help heal your arm."

Strangely enough, there is a sliver of pale light under a door. Hopefully with enough force, we can both get out of this closet.

"Ojima, you can walk right?"

"Yes I can walk fine, why do you want to know?"

"I got an idea, it might be pointless, but it is the only thing we can while stuck in here."

"I'm listening" She remarks sincerely.

"Well…notice how there is a small amount of light coming from under that door? If we start hitting the door with every bit of strength we have, maybe the lock will break from the force." I propose my theory, hoping that she will agree with me.

"It is a good idea, perhaps it will work…let's try it" She replies quietly. We both started running into the rotting door repeatedly; after the third attempt, I can feel the decaying wood start to crack exposing the light from the other side of the door.

"It working! Just one more time and it will-" Ojima starts but the door rips open before either one of us can tackle it again, bathing us in the light of freedom.

I peer outside to look out for any signs of potential danger, to my uncertainty the room looks normal and safe enough. "Come on Kikome, let's get out of here before anything else happens…" I grab her hand, and carefully climbing over the door's jagged remains before running out of the room. We almost made it out of the room but a red flame blocks the way out of the room. Just the way it flickers by preventing us from escaping, it's just pure mockery.

"NO… ESCAPE! NO ESCAPE FOR ANY OF YOU!" The malicious flame chants, "NEVER LEAVE THIS PLACE NEVER!"

"Let us pass..." Ojima hesitates for a second, "Please restless spirit, let us pass by you safely.."

"NEVER PASS. NEVER ESCAPE! NEVERNEVERNEVERNEVERNEVER!" The flames roars gradually burning in fierce intensity. "STAY AWAY! NEVER LEAVE, NEVER ESCAPE!" The spirit approaches both of us and tears away my grip from Kikome with some sort of supernatural force. The force immediately slams me into a nearby wall and pins down, rendering me unable to get up.

"I WILL POSSESS YOU…I WILL KILL YOU!" The flames moves toward Ojima, who is absolutely terrified and cannot move at all. The fiery spirit dissolves into Ojima's body, possessing her entire body.

"OJIMA!" I yell at the top of my lungs. There is nothing I can do to help her. Kikome's body glows crimson, the color of blood and begins twitching in erratic, uncontrollable spasms. She collapses into a corner of the room in a twitching heap and wails as loud as she possibly can. Her possessed body slowly stands up as if her own will fights for her life and body.

"FIGHT IT OJIMA, FIGHT IT!" I call out to her praying that she will hear me.

" Y…" She moans in an emotionless, almost mechanical voice, "Help…me…please. Gregory, please help me." As much as I want-no-need to help her, the malevolent force's power continues to pin me down on a wall.

Using the last bit of my strength, I "push" away the weight that was trapping me to a wall. Ojima. I am coming to help I sprint toward her, who is nearly unconscious and lying in a puddle of unknown liquid…possibly her saliva. I lift her up and place her on my lap, "I am here Kikome, stay with me…fight it, don't let it control you…"

(Max's PoV)

Where is she? "Hirune where are you?" I call out her name in another classroom, which contained nothing but an assortment of corpses and rotting furniture. "God damn it Hirune, this isn't funny anymore.." As I walk out of the abandoned classroom, I notice a small hallway that leads to the boy's locker room for the pool. Maybe…she ran in there, when I glance at the door knob I see that it is stained red with very fresh blood, God, I hope not. I hold back my urge to vomit as I turn the blood covered knob and open the door to the locker room, inside the locker room was, unsurprising, a complete mess. The stench of it consisted of mold, decay, and death, besides the smell some of the lockers are tipped over and gathering dust. The overall air in this one particular room is absolutely disturbing and sickening, I don't want to be in here longer than I need to be.

"H-Hirune? Are you in here? I am sorry for what happen, but enough is enough stop hiding and come out!" I call out into the room exactly in same way I did earlier. The only reply that I got from the room is the sound of the pouring rain hammering the school's roof. Not in here either huh... I sigh in total frustration and annoyance, maybe it's time to check the pool? It didn't take long to find the door that leads to Heavenly Host Elementary School's pool. The pool had a numerous amount of sticks, leaves, twigs and indescribable objects; it is also a sickening color indicating that the pool has been neglected for years, possibly decades. After further inspection of the poolside, I find a pump, which is used to fill up the pool that is literally caked with slimy moss.

Something large floats to the surface of the murky water…it is Hirune. "No it...can't be" I choke on the words and stare in horror at Hirune's body, "No no no no NO!" I quickly come to my senses and jump into the filthy water after her but her body disappears under the water before I could reach her. After what feels like twenty minutes of failed attempts and misery, I pull myself out of the putrid water and onto the wet concrete.

"God damn it Hirune, you can't be dead" I slam my fist on the concrete, "Why would you drown yourself?! Why?" Max…. a familiar voice echoes in my mind, help…us, we need you.

"M-Miranda?" I spit out my words. Help us..

(Cliffhanger! Aiye, this took like three hours to write and I poured my heart into ever last word grrrrrr!

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