Ends meet, FINAL CHAPTER!ยก!

Sachiko appeared in front of them, wearing the same long trailing dress with multiple shades of red all over it. Hayatu, Yuuto and Shinja all stood several feet way from the scene, scared or cautious. Kazuko was very nervous, since she was about to negotiate with a child-killer.

"Hello, Oshiro..." she greeted her with a cackle, gazing at each of the pupils in turn.

"Sachiko, we need to escape. What can I do for you to compromise?"

"You can't escape though, you lost your scrap!"

Hayatu felt the ID card in his pocket, wondering if he should give it back, but it looked like Sachiko was about to explain Chikua's murder, so he didn't bother.

"Oh yeah..." said Kazuko, her heart sinking to the bottom of her chest.

"Which should mean your fate is sealed, but someone else has your paper scrap. Can't think why!"

The small ghostly girl floated over to where Hayatu was standing and pushes him roughly against the wall, splitting open the cut that had healed slightly from earlier. Grabbing the ID card, she went back to where she was standing, and all eyes were on him.

"I found it in Himura's right hand!" he explained adamantly, causing a gasp to come from Shinja, but Sachiko grinned.

"That sounds about right," she said with a nod "Now where were we?"

"Kazuko? What...why did she have your nametag, you told us that you hadn't seen her at all through the school!"

"She killed Yoshida!" spat out Kazuko, making Yuuto flinch at the mention of his dead best friends name. Chikua couldn't of gone that low, could she?

"Sachiko, did she or not!"

"It it's true, although she was possessed at the time." confirmed Sachiko, now slightly bored with the conversation.

"That doesn't make it murder!" insisted Shinja.

"Either way, Oshiro you haven't finished explaining what you did afterwards." Pointed out Hayatu.

"Sachiko appeared, and helped me by telling me if I didn't kill Chikua, she'd kill me, and she was wielding a knife at my head!"

"You..."

"Yes Shinja, I killed her. I didn't want to but what other choice did I have? She was already half dead so if I chose to be killed, she would wound up dead too!"

"..."

Hayatu put an arm around Shinja, who was sobbing again, making Kazuko even more frustrated. Wait...he and her and her sister weren't together were they? She had seen them rather close, but Kazuko just presumed he was stopping her from crying all the time...

"Are you two together?"

They exchanged concerned glances.

"So what if we are?"

"Sis, remember what I said..."

"I don't care what you said now, it's all over. Let's just get on with it or Sachiko will kill is all!"

"True." nodded Sachiko, alerting everyone back to the situation. "Hurry up I'm getting bored."

"Now I have my name tag, how do we escape?"

"Oh I don't know...maybe kill a couple more of your friends?"

"No!"

"Fine! Sorry, but some clever people who are actually succeeding in escaping are causing havoc downstairs and I need to go. Bye!"

And with that the small girl vanished, Kazuko staring after her with a gaping mouth. Where had she gone?

"Real smooth, Oshiro." sneered Yuuto, turning towards her. "Why couldn't you try harder?"

"Would you prefer to be killed then?"

"No..."

"Good now shut up. I have a feeling I know where she went."

Kazuko leant over a loose wooden plank, inspecting it closely. She lifted it off, reavealing a long, winding staircase.

"See. Look what you need me for!" she laughed, rubbing dust of her skirt. "Now who's getting out of here with me?"

Shinja followed her sister, and Yuuto with Hayatu walked behind them reluctantly. Perhaps the only thing they had in common was their dislike of been bossed around by girls all the time. They carried of walking until the air got thicker, several of them feeling nose bleeds, but they didn't complain. They came out at a small room concealed by a wall, and could hear voices from inside.

"Okay everyone, say it once for each of you then once for Sachiko!"

"Sachiko, we beg of you, Sachiko we beg of you, Sachi..."

"Their escaping!" gasped Shinja, as a bright light shone. "You have to do it an extra time for Sachiko, Mr Guuci didn't tell us that!"

"Maybe if we do it quickly, we can tag along!" exclaimed Yuuto excitedly, getting out the paper scrap. They all nodded, getting out theirs, and began to chant, one for each person since the other group did it for Sachiko anyway.

"Now leave the building!" cried an urgent voice, from inside the room.

"Thank you Yuki," said Ayumi just before she left "For everything!"

"We need to get out right?"

"Hey! I didn't see you guys but I sensed you. Quickly out of the building or this day will start again!" the ghost girl told them, now apparently friendly. Kazuko nodded, climbing through the hole in the wall, legging it down the corridor with all her class mates close behind her. Their heads were splitting and their hearts racing in their chest, but they were so close now to give up. Just a few more steps...
One by one they jumped over the fence, each landing in a pool of light, and they had finally escaped from the hell hole. They all felt a strange buzzing through their chests and they found it extremely difficult to even breathe. Shinja cried out loudly as she felt her head hit something hard, and hoped that she hadn't been stopped going through,but luckily it seemed to be just a floor.
Wait, an actual, proper hard wood floor?p
Finally...

"Kazuko, wake up, KAZUKO!"
Shinja was rousing everyone awake, after she had been the first to wake and realise where they were. She was sure she was waking up from a bad dream, but the memories flooded back to her far more clearly than the average dream. Plus Hayatu was clenching her hand, and that would definitely never of happened unless that dream had been a reality. What an awful event that had been, her best friend had died, as well as Yuuto's best friend and their new teacher. It was late, but the rain from earlier had stopped, leaving puddles visible outside the window.
"Mmmm...Shinja!" Kazuko leapt up and hugged her sister with relief; Shinja was too happy and ignored the fact her sister was now in fact a killer. Hayatu looked on, surprised at how forgiving Shinja was especially after her own twin killed one of her best friends.
"Don't act to happy." he grunted, walking towards them. "Almost half of us died. Died. Gone forever."
"I know," cried Shinja, letting go of her sister and hugging him instead. "How do we get theme back?"
"That's not possible I'm afraid." doubted Yuuto, adjusting his glasses, that had miraculously not broken during the time of Heavenly Host. "That space was closed off by spirits, there's no way of getting their bodies back or bringing them back to life."
"I know..."
Silence engulfed the grieving group, causing Hayatu, who had probably been least effected by the three unfortunate deaths to break the silence, telling everyone to go home tand rest up. Shinja nodded, still hugging him, before pecking his cheek shyly and linking arms with her sister. Kazuko was very jealous, and wish she could confess her feelings for the boy, but now that he was with her twin...well that was an enormous blow to her confidence and it really hurt so see someone choosing Shinja over her.
"Bye everyone. I'll see you tomorrow..." mumbled Yuuto, rushing out of the classroom, desperate it get some research done as soon as he could get home. The twins walked home together, mostly in silence, but once or twice Kazuko asked Shinja if she hated her, whether she'd ever forgive her for what she did. Shinja told her that it was her or Chikua, and it was good that she wanted to protect her twin, but it still hurt. Shinja could never hold a grudge, so they seemed to be on good terms again. As for Hayatu, he strolled home, reflecting on the startling event that had just happened. In a few ways he had benefited from it: he had a girlfriend now, his crush, and it had given him a chance to really protect her. Of course he wasn't pleased by the deaths of his friends, but he wasn't going to cry over them like Shinja did. He wondered how many other students were ind there...
And how many wouldn't get out.
And for that, he was thankful.

The end. Hope you enjoyed ...