End Ch. 1, (Ab)normal Days Arc, begin Abnormal Days Arc.

Abnormal Days I

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!" the shriek escaped Alice's mouth without her even realizing it.

"S-She's dead…?" Steven cries. "K-Kaylee Sunn… WHY IS THIS HAPPENING?"

Their cries soon brought the rest of the class to Biology Lab B. Raspberry screams, "BLOOD!" and faints.

"A body has been discovered. Following a brief period of investigation, the school trial will begin!" Monobear's voice yells.

"H-How do we start investigating…?" asks Rian, horrified.

"I guess we should take a look at the dumpster?" suggests Lucinda.

Alice steps forward, and she and Steven haul the body and the trashbag outside of the dumpster. "Obviously, her dead body was thrown inside this garbage bag," says Christian. "The killer must've carried the body in the bag, then proceeded to throw the bag in the dumpster."

Monobear appears. "Upupupu~! The first death! On your Student Handbooks, click on Kaylee Sunn's profile to see the Monobear File!"

He vanishes as suddenly as he came. Everyone's calming down about the death of Kaylee, except for Fletcher who is uncontrollably sobbing, and Raspberry, who is passed out on the floor.

Alice pulls out her Student Handbook, and clicks on Kaylee's profile.

SUNN, KAYLEE.
AGE: 19
ROOM: Next to ELTON, FLETCHER and DAVIS, ALLISON MARIE.
TALENT: Surfer
STATUS: Deceased
PROFILE: During her life, SUNN, KAYLEE did not bond with VERENCE, ALICE, although the two got along with each other.
MONOBEAR FILE: The victim is Kaylee Sunn. The time of death was around 11:30 pm. The cause of death was blunt force trauma to the head. Her death was instantaneous. Traces of alcohol in the victim, but no drugs.

"Blunt force trauma?" Wesley wonders. "That means she was killed by a blow from a blunt object… But what?"

"Could they have bashed her head against the dumpster?" asks Allison.

"No. There's no traces of blood on the dumpster, also, there's a trail of blood leading to this room, so the killer obviously looked around for a dumpster to conceal the body in," Olivia says.

Alecksei empties Kaylee's body from the bag, and empties out the bag as well. A few plastic plates from the party fall out.

"Christian, did Kaylee go to the afterparty?" Alice asks.

"Only for a few minutes," Christian replies shakily. "Then she checked her Handbook and got a text or something, and said she had to go."

Alecksei digs around in Kaylee's pocket. "Her phone's here… But her Handbook is missing…"

"I foresaw as much," Olivia murmurs. "Unless the culprit was a true fool, they wouldn't have left such clues hanging around."

Wesley nods in agreement. "We should split up and investigate the school."

"Wait... Before we split up…" Alecksei murmurs.

"What seems to be the problem?" Cedric asks.

"Where were you, Fletcher… Raspberry…? You two missed breakfast…" Alecksei grumbles.

Raspberry is still passed out, but Fletcher cries, "I… I was having a hangover… I… I NEVER THOUGHT SHE WOULD DIE!"

He runs off, crying. "…Suspicious, eh…?" Alecksei murmurs.

Alice sighs. This is so confusing…

Alice decides to talk to the others and see what they think.

"Murder…? Wha…?" Joey stammers. "I… I must be dreaming."

"You're not," Alice says sternly. She has little patience for Joey.

"I-I'm going to lie down…" Joey walks shakily off.

"This case is so confusing…" mutters Lucinda.

"…Not really…" Alecksei whispers.

"Eh?!" Lucinda gasps.

"…I mean… I think I have it put together pretty well…" Alecksei responds, and walks off.

"…Who are your suspects, Alice?" Allison asks.

"Me? I don't know, I mean… I guess it's too early to really have one," Alice says.

"I have to say… I suspect Fletcher or Raspberry… I mean, they missed breakfast…" mutters Allison.

"Hmmm…" Alice murmurs.

"AUGH!" a scream comes from down the hall.

"That sounds like Joey!" Steven wails.

"That sounds like Joey!" echoes Dahlia.

Everyone runs down the hall until they reach Joey's room, his door's wide open. He's standing with his eyes wide open, and pointing to his bulletin board. "I-I was trying to forget about her murder, and…"

Allison looks up at Joey's board, and she squeals, Dahlia squealing as well. "I-It's Kaylee!" exclaims Allison.

Kaylee is now in the picture with Joey on his bulletin board. Her name is also crossed off the list next to it. "E-Everyone… Check your own rooms, is Kaylee with you in your classroom picture and is her name crossed off on your list?" Joey asks, and everyone nods and runs off.

Alice slides her ID Card through the detector on her door and opens it. K-Kaylee… Her name's crossed off the list! And she's in my picture now!

Everyone but Raspberry, who's still passed out, Fletcher, who's crying in his room, and Alecksei, who's off investigating, meets back at Joey's room. "It is the same situation for me as well," Cedric murmurs.

"Same here, too!" squeaks Dahlia.

"Is it that way for everyone?" wonders Christian.

"It is," Olivia says. "And if I had to guess, it's so we never forget our comrades who passed on. Monobear wants to keep us in constant remembrance, so we will always be horrified and shocked everywhere we go in Whitman. Am I correct?"

Monobear appears. "Upupupu~! You are indeed! The picture and the list automatically update every time someone is killed! Anyway, your time to investigate is running out, better hurry up!"

He vanishes again. "I hate that bear…" Christian grumbles.

"However, Monobear is correct, we should carry on with our investigation," Olivia says. "I am going to go investigate Kaylee's room. Anyone care to join me?"

Alice raises her hand, as does Dahlia and Christian. They walk towards Kaylee's room. Can we really find out who killed Kaylee Sunn?

End Abnormal Days I.

Chapter 1, Abnormal Days I Endcard:

Alice Verence sits in the middle of the classroom smiling and waving at the camera. As the picture zooms out a bit more, Kaylee Sunn is sitting on a window sill by the edge of the room, smiling and flashing the peace sign.

Author's Note: I'm going on my vacation, so I'll only be able to update from my phone... Which is kind of hard to do... :/

I can always try, though.

So, tell me: Who do you think is guilty?