EX CHAPTER 2

ONII-CHAN

"O-Onii-chan..." Yuka Mochida whimpered, clutching her brother's hand tightly, closing her eyes tightly.

"Shhh... don't worry, Yuka..." Satoshi reassured her as the siblings edged around the rotting corpse splayed out in the middle of the hallway. "Just don't open your eyes."

Yuka let out a slight sob, but followed her brother's advice, relying on him to lead the way.

"Okay, we're past it. You can open your eyes now," Satoshi said, kneeling down to his sister's eye level.

"O-Okay..." Yuka replied softly, opening her eyes and gazing into her brother's, who gave her reassuring smile.

"It's alright, all we need to do is meet up with the rest of the gang. Once we do that, we can start looking for a way out. Chin up, alright Yuka?" Satoshi said, rubbing her head.

Yuka looked down slightly, blushing slightly. "Y-Yes, onii-chan!" She responded, giving a nod, as well as her own small smile. Grinning, Satoshi once again took her hand and began walking down the hallway. After a few seconds of silence however, Yuka started talking again.

"Umm... Onii-chan?" She asked, looking , away slightly.

"Hmm? What is it, Yuka?" Satoshi responded.

"Well... how are we going to even get out?"

Satoshi opened his mouth. Then closed it after a few seconds. Then opened it again.

"Well, once we find everyone else, I'm sure that we'll be able to find figure something out. Until then, we should probably just focus of finding everyone else," he eventually settled on. Yuka hesitated, before giving a quick nod.

"Don't worry," Satoshi continued as they walked down the hallway. "I'm sure that Morishige could come up with a way to get out all on his own. And of course, Shinohara and the class rep probably won't rest until they get out, neither will Yoshiki."

"Ahh, and let's not forget Naomi. She's always been a great rock, a realist. If nobody else can, she'll be the one to push us on," Satoshi said, a slightly dreamy look in his eyes. "We'll definitely find her and the others, and we'll find a wa-"

"O-Onii... Chan..."

"Huh?" Satoshi stopped. Yuka was staring straight ahead, her teeth chattering in terror, and her grip on her brother's hand deathly.

"Yuka! What's wro-?" Satoshi began, before he followed Yuka's line of sight, and the rest of his sentence died in his throat.

It was Naomi. She was on the ground, motionless. Dead. Her body was still extraordinarily fresh, probably only having died a few minutes ago. Her neck was snapped, bent at an impossible angle as a pool of blood congregated around her face.

"Na... Naomi...?" Satoshi whispered, his eyes wide. "No... that's... not..." he fell to his knees, staring with an almost blank look in his eyes as he continued to mutter random words.

"N-Naomi..." Yuka whimpered, turning away from the body and instinctively reaching for her brother.

WHACK!

"...huh?" Yuka said as Satoshi suddenly pitched forward and fell flat on his face without a word. His light brown hair was all of a sudden stained a dark crimson. Still having yet to process what was happening, Yuka turned.

There, lording over her was a tall, dark shadow, dressed completely in black, and wielding an old, bloody sledgehammer. Blinking, Yuka looked back at Satoshi, and then, the gears in her head finally started to tick.

"O... Onii-Chan...?"

WHACK!

"... Oooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..."