Makoto opened his eyes.

Instead of the classroom and desk, the luckster was surrounded by blackness. At the back end of the place, was a double set of doors and a figure. The person in question, preferred a purple cloak with a matching hood. Beside her The two quickly approached each other, curious of one another. And yet, a strange feeling came over Makoto. As the two came face-to-face, he pulled the hood away. After doing so, the luckster froze. Standing before him, was his sister, Komaru Naegi. What was left of her more of, judging from the big fake lips and the insane amount of make-up covering her face.

"Kormaru, how can this be?" Makoto accused as Komaru pulled out a pistol.

"I'll answer your question with a question." Komaru answered as she pointed the pistol at her brother. "Would you be a servant to someone who guarantees you revenge?"

"No." Makoto took a deep breath as a jester of mist floated above, possibly watching them.

"Obviously not." Kormaru brought the gun closer to the boy. "See you in hell!"

Bang. That was the last sound the luckster heard...