I apologize in advance for knowing nothing about forensics and being too lazy to research Super College Levels. I would also like to apologize for having any holes in this whole setup. Just know that writing an elaborate murder mystery with so many characters is fairly difficult...I might have bit off more than I can chew with this first case. But I just wanted it to be chock full of evidence and stuff. I only hope it's easier to read than it is to write. ^^'

Oh hey how about that first episode of Dangan Ronpa? You can tell the people adapting the anime are working really hard to keep it just like the game. And they're doing an excellent job of it. I'm super psyched for the next episode!

Robin woke up with a headache that morning. He had taken a few bottles of beer back to his room last night and drank to his heart's content. He wasn't sure it was worth it. Groaning, he worked through the consequences and hopped on the computer to check the stock market.

Oh yeah…still no Internet.

Grumbling, Robin left his quarters to go freshen up in the bathroom. As soon as he walked in, he noticed a dark stain on the ceiling. That certainly hadn't been there the day before.

"Argh! Blake!" He shouted, this new discovery doing nothing for his migraine, "Did you do this?!"

There was no response from the other room. Robin eyed the stain with disgust. Did he throw up on the CEILING? How does one even accomplish such a thing?

He drew the conclusion at projectile vomit. Thank God he hadn't been there to witness Blake's feat. Shaking his head, Robin quickly brushed his teeth and went back to his room, slamming the door extra loud in a passive-aggressive attempt to wake up his sloppy neighbor.

Natalie, Kirby, and Carter had been the first to leave the party last night. It made sense they were the first ones to breakfast that Sunday morning. Kirby mourned the fact that she couldn't attend church and was therefore committing a sin. Natalie busied herself with gathering tidbits of meat to share with Mina later on. Carter just sat quietly, enjoying the two girls' company. They were odd, but kind and down-to-earth. He hoped they would be able to eat together time and time again after this.

"I guess everyone's hung over this morning, huh?" Carter mused, nibbling on a chocolate chip muffin. "Good thing there are no classes today."

"Speaking of classes," Natalie piped up, looking nervous, "We never got our schedules!"

Alistair suddenly came walking in, looking well groomed despite staying up so late. Only the bags under his eyes betrayed his fatigue. He joined the three social outcasts after helping himself to some tea and a plain bagel.

"So how was the party?" Carter asked, raising his eyebrows.

"You missed quite a show." Alistair sighed deeply, taking a long sip of tea. He closed his eyes in contentment, relishing the warm liquid as it slipped into his stomach. He relayed last night's events in tiny portions until Asui showed up, looking haggard.

She nearly moved off to a separate table, but Kirby called her over. "You look terrible! Did you stay at the party the entire night?"

"Yeah. It went until 4 a.m." Asui moaned, rubbing at her eyes, "I need more sleep."

"GOOD MORNING BASTARDS!"

Everyone gave a small gasp as Monobear's voice penetrated every crevice of the room. And not just the cafeteria—his voice filled the dorms as well; waking the sick college kids from their sleep. Monobear was fully aware of this and broke off into a fit of laughter.

"Hahaha! This is so much fun! Anyways, please gather in the Rec Hall at noon to receive your class schedules. I fully expect everyone to attend! If not…well, you know what happens to misbehaving students." With a final cackle, the intercom shut off.

Kirby nudged Natalie. "That answers your question, I guess."

Natalie looked relieved. "Oh, good. I guess the initiation is behind us, then?"

Alistair laced his hands together and rested his chin on them thoughtfully. "Only time will tell, I suppose."

Students came trickling into the gym bit by bit. Many appeared dreadfully pale and seemed as if they would keel over at any second. The harsh lighting of the gym only made the hungover teenagers feel even worse.

Gustav was the only one that seemed to harbor any energy, a truly amazing feat. "Class schedules! I bet me, Lumey and Ally will all be together because we're all sort of performance majors, right? We're like one big happy family!"

Libra looked at him, horrified. "Lumey and who?"

"Ally, my roomie!" Gustav chirped, pointing at Alistair. Alistair's features hardened slightly, but otherwise he didn't acknowledge Gustav.

Charlie kept to himself, fuming silently, wishing everyone would shut the gently caress up. His head was buzzing with pain. He had drunk a little too much and hadn't even managed to have a really good time because he had been too incapacitated. He was still set on capturing Teresa's heart after that lovely night. He looked over to find her snoozing in the corner. Smirking a bit, he crept closer and closer to her, trying to see how close he could get his face to hers. He still couldn't see those mysterious eyes of hers past her sunglasses, but a surprised twitch betrayed that he had woken her.

"Looks like Sleeping Beauty finally decided to wake up." Charlie grinned, his nose nearly touching hers, "Too bad. I was really looking forward to kissing you."

"Not now…" Teresa groaned, slapping a hand over his face and pushing him away. She could feel color creeping into her cheeks as she recalled last night. What had started as an innocent flirtation transgressed into…them sticking their tongues down one another's throats, quite frankly. She quickly tried to shake off this memory and asked, "Has Monobear said anything?"

"No. He's not even here yet." Charlie replied.

Teresa looked past him. "Yes he is. He's been sitting in the middle of the floor over there for the past ten minutes. Didn't you notice?"

Everyone looked in surprise to see Monobear was sitting limply in the middle of the gym. The area was so spacious that he had gone unnoticed by most everyone. They waited for him to begin his speech, but he didn't.

"Hey, so are we getting our schedules or not?" Reeta asked loudly, crossing her arms.

But Monobear might as well have been an inanimate doll.

"Chill," Noah told Reeta, splayed on the bleachers, "He's probably just waiting for everyone to get here. What time is it?"

Robin glanced at his watch. "Past noon. Who are we missing?"

"WAIT!" Grant came bursting in through the double doors, looking panicked, "I'm here! Please don't punish me or whatever! I'm sorry I'm always the last one!" He looked at Monobear, waiting to be chastised, but the bear remained still.

"You're not the last one." Alistair said, his gaze sweeping over the others. "We're still missing…three. Karah, Elaine, and Blake."

Libra let out a snort, causing everyone to turn to her. "I know where Blake is."

"Great! So go get him." Asui said, nodding at her expectantly.

"You're making me walk all the way back?" Libra said, looking prepared to argue.

"Yup. It's good exercise."

"Then why don't you go—"

"I'll go with you," Carter interrupted. He didn't feel like waiting around for Monobear to wake up. The bear's silent presence made him antsy. It was nearly as bad as when he was spouting off.

Reeta decided to jump in with them as well. "I'm bored! I need fresh air." She claimed, tagging along with Carter and Libra.

"Me too!" Gustav said, beginning to follow.

"No!" Libra said, trying to keep from snapping, "Go play with Monobear or something!"

"Okay!" Gustav laughed, dashing over to Monobear. He picked him up and began to shake him. As they left, they could hear him declaring that Monobear was neither a toy nor a little boy in a mascot suit.

Charlie's voice drawled, "Well no shi—" before the door slammed behind them, cutting off sounds of the gymnasium.

"Let's go." Carter declared, leading the way back to the dorms. "Libra, you go to Blake's room. Reeta and I will wake up Karah and Elaine."

"Blake's not in his room," Libra said, stifling a snicker, "Would you believe he passed out at the party last night? He got so wasted I couldn't even wake him up. So I just left him on a couch and took everyone else back."

"You what?" Reeta's voice was nearly a shriek. She quickly clamped her mouth shut, embarrassed with her reaction.

Libra was looking at her, studying her.

"That's so not cool!" Reeta spoke again, "He could have gotten alcohol poisoning for all you know! He could be dead!"

Libra looked defensive. "Well if he is, it's not my fault! I didn't tell him to drink himself to death!" Nevertheless, her face twisted with concern.

Finally, they arrived at the quad. Reeta and Carter entered the dorm building while Libra went into the Dining Commons, dragging her feet and looking upset. Reeta kept casting nervous glances out the window as they walked up the steps. Blake was nice. He didn't deserve to be left on a couch, passed out.

She tore her mind from the issue as Carter knocked on the door, calling, "Elaine? Karah?" There was no answer. "Oh, shoot!" He muttered.

"What? What is it?" Reeta asked, her chest going tight with terror. Carter's tone scared her for some reason, as if something had gone horribly wrong.

Carter turned to her. "How are we supposed to get in and wake them up? We don't have keys and there's two doors between us."

"Umm…scream really loud!" Reeta suggested. She began banging on the door excitedly, shouting for her classmates to wake up. Carter stood back and let her have her fun for a minute.

When it seemed to be getting them nowhere, he sighed, "Let's just go. There's nothing we can do."

Reeta opened her mouth to protest, grabbing the door handle as if she expected to force her way in. Much to her surprise, it clicked right down and the door popped open. "Huh-?"

It was unlocked.

"How lucky!" Reeta rejoiced, throwing open the door, "Karah, Elaine! Good mor…ning…ah…ahhh…"

Reeta stumbled a few steps back and screamed. Tears sprang from her eyes and flooded her panic-stricken face. Her back collided with the wall behind her and she slumped to the floor, wailing uselessly.

Carter just stood where he was, frozen, staring into the room. Karah was sitting upright against the wall, her eyes shut, a bright red smile of dried blood on her throat. Her head rested limply on her shoulder and her freckled face was terribly pale. Right nearby, Elaine's body was stiffly curled on its side. Her eyes were open and unseeing, slightly sunken into her skull. Her cardigan was torn in multiple places, dotted with red.

There was no mistaking it: both girls were dead.

Carter could feel his breakfast fighting its way back up. Only the patter of feet could draw his attention away from the gory scene. Libra came running down the hall with Blake following, holding his aching head.

"What happened?" She asked sharply, looking from Reeta to Carter.

Carter could only point into the room. His throat had closed up, making words impossible, and he struggled to breathe properly. Libra stepped forward and peered inside. Immediately, she went pale.

"Oh my God," She cried out, gripping her hair and beginning to shake, "Oh my God, oh my God!"

Blake took one look and could no longer contain the bloated contents of his stomach. He stumbled away, making it a few yards before he keeled over and began retching. Libra could only stand there, whimpering the same three words over and over, clutching her head. Reeta remained by the wall, sobbing.

And Carter just continued staring into the room, wishing it all to be a terrible nightmare instead of harsh reality.

"ATTENTION ALL STUDENTS IN ATTENDANCE OF ST. FORTUNA'S ACADEMY: A BODY HAS BEEN DISCOVERED. A SCHOOL TRIAL WILL BEGIN, FOLLOWING A SHORT PERIOD OF INVESTIGATION."

Monobear's announcement, which once again reached to all corners of the school, was followed by silence in the gymnasium. Everyone looked to each other in confusion. Finally, Monobear's body jolted awake and he jumped up, grinning at each student.

"Well, you heard the announcement! Better get on that!" He told them excitedly, "We'll hand out your schedules later."

"…Wh…What?" Natalie whispered.

"When three or more people discover a body, there's an announcement and an investigation commences." Monobear explained, "I'm only gonna give you a few hours so don't dilly-dally, sillies!"

Silence filled the gym. Everyone waited for someone else to speak. Finally, Gustav asked, "But isn't the initiation over now?"

Monobear's one red eye gleamed. "You just don't get it, do you? You know what…I think you should just see for yourselves. Go back to the dorms. The assembly will commence once you've all gotten a taste of reality. Don't start the investigation until you've come back and heard all the rules."

With that, Monobear threw back his head and laughed manically. The students, greatly disturbed, had no choice but to file out of the gymnasium and start back towards the dorms. Everyone could barely shuffle their feet along the sidewalk. Even those that had denied the terrorism proposition felt dread pooling in their stomachs. As the dorms grew bigger and bigger upon their approach, what conversations had been taking place ground to a halt. Up ahead, they spotted someone huddled on the sidewalk.

"Reeta?" Kirby called, her eyes going wide with concern.

Reeta suddenly sprang up, revealing a tearstained face. Her expression was one of panic. She darted towards the others, saying, "They're dead! They're both dead! Someone has to call the police, now! Please!"

"We can't, there's still no service!" Grant said sharply, looking alarmed, "Reeta, who's dead?"

She turned to him, chin trembling. "K…Karah and…Elaine!" She barely managed to choke out.

At her words, everyone went cold.

Reeta ran the sleeve of her bomber jacket over her face, wiping her eyes. Then she declared in a shrill voice, "One of us is a murderer!"

Everyone went silent, their breath caught in their throats. Suddenly, the air became incredibly thick with suspicion. The students looked at one another nervously, knowing that one of them had blood on their hands—or perhaps, one of their other peers, who was already inside.

Natalie couldn't take it anymore. With a small cry, she darted past the others and ran to the door, tripping over her skirt as she went. She whipped out her key, unlocked the door, and went inside before anyone could stop her. Then she sprinted up the stairs, only intent on reaching her room safely.

But as she came to the top of the steps, she saw Carter standing there. He looked surprised to see her—and he was standing right in front of the open door. The room that contained the dead bodies. She could smell them from here.

"Natalie—" Carter began to say, but she rushed past him, squeezing her eyes shut to avoid the sight of blood. She nearly slipped on Blake's vomit, crying out as she caught her balance. She didn't stop running until she had slammed the door to her room.

The tears finally broke free, spilling down her face. "What did any of us do to deserve this?" She asked to no one in particular. "This can't be real. This can't be real."

"Maowww…" A light scratch on her bedroom door alerted her that Mina wanted to be let out. She quickly opened the door for her and embraced the little Exotic Shorthair. Sensing her distress, Mina frantically rubbed her face all over Natalie's hands. It was as if she believed she could help her fight off the sadness.

"You're the only one I can trust now." Natalie sniffled, patting Mina on the head. She glanced towards Kirby's room. She and her roommate had stayed inside all night, playing an old board game Kirby had brought to school. Their alibis were solid. And Kirby didn't seem the type to take a human life anyways; she was always carrying a Bible around with her.

But what about everyone else? Natalie thought fearfully, Who could have done it? …And what's going to stop them from doing it again?

Back downstairs; the students were full of paranoia, convinced this would escalate into a bloody fight at any moment. No one was too keen on entering the building and seeing the crime scene either. That is, until Grant stepped forward.

He took off his sunglasses, revealing an uncharacteristically serious expression underneath. "Standing around will do us no good. Monobear told us to look at the crime scene, then head back to hear the rules…whatever those may be." He looked at each of his classmates, studying them with narrowed eyes. "This is real, people. No one's coming to save us and we can't escape. And unless we all want to be dead and buried by the end of today, we have to find out who killed Karah and Elaine."

"...Dead?" Asui echoed faintly, her face still blank with shock.

Teresa nodded and spoke up. "He's right. Remember what Monobear said at orientation?"

A few students cringed at the memory. Finally, they seemed to understand what they had to do. But before heading inside, the air suddenly blared with Monobear's voice.

"I changed my mind!" He said quickly, his voice broadcasted to every loudspeaker on campus, "I'm eager for you to start the investigation, so I'm just going to announce the rules on here. So grab a pencil and paper and let's get started!"

Of course, no one did, but that didn't stop Monobear from continuing on.

"Before we start, I would like to remind you that no violence is permitted against me, the Dean. Destruction of surveillance cameras is also forbidden. Isn't that right, Mr. Illusionist?"

Alistair's eyes narrowed. "I have no idea what you're talking about." He said stiffly.

"Regarding the actual murder that took place: the culprit…or dare I say culprits will always be among the student body. I'm a nice Dean and I would never dream of killing my favorite pupils! So if you think I had anything to do with what happened, then you're wrong."

"You had everything to do with it!" Kirby burst out angrily.

But Monobear was only concerned with the sound of his own voice at the moment. "As you all know, you'll be given a short period to investigate the murder, followed by a trial. You will also be given a Monobear File, which contains some of the details surrounding the death of your friends. I would like all killers and prospective killers to know that you are not allowed to dismember more than two people at a time. Otherwise you could just blow up the building while everyone's sleeping and that wouldn't be any fun!"

"P…prospective killers…?" Noah said weakly.

"Another thing: accomplices don't get to leave for their efforts, so don't waste your time! You must directly kill someone in order to leave." There was a long pause and only static could be heard. Finally, Monobear declared, "Enh! If I think of more rules, I'll let you know." With a click, the intercom shut off.

Everyone dissolved into a flurry of chatter. Grant didn't feel like sticking around, knowing how dire the situation was. He walked inside without another word to the others, but as he placed one foot on the steps, he felt a presence behind him. He looked back to see Teresa had followed him.

"Don't go off on your own." She warned with a small smile, "You and I are too valuable to lose. Right, Mr. Scientist?"

Grant pursed his lips. "…You seem to be taking this pretty calmly."

Teresa's eyes narrowed behind her glasses. The accusation in his tone was clear, but she forced a smile and said, "So do you."

Grant sighed. "This is just another day of work for me…then again this is the first time it's been someone I know." He vaguely remembered last night. Alcohol left black blotches on his memory, but he could still visualize himself out on the dance floor with Karah and Elaine. It was as if someone had taken a picture and shown it to him...but the photo was dreadfully blurry.

"Let's go." Teresa said quietly. The two of them walked side by side up the steps. Behind them, they could hear other students opening the door and filing in, talking in nervous whispers. At the same time, Carter came slowly wandering down the steps, wide-eyed.

"Finally!" He let out a large breath when he saw the others. "Do you know how nerve-wracking it is, being left alone with two bodies?"

"You're alone?" Teresa said, studying him. "…Where are Blake and Libra?"

"They both went back to their rooms," Carter replied, "I guess they're not taking any chances. Anyways, I think it would be really good if you took a look at the crime scene." He turned his piercing gaze towards Grant.

Grant nodded seriously. He was very aware of the other students coming up behind him, watching him. Were they really all depending on him to solve this? Maintaining his calm, Grant led the way towards Karah and Elaine's room. The door remained propped open; the smell had penetrated the hall.

Suddenly, someone started bawling. "I don't wanna look!" Gustav wailed like a helpless child, "I don't wanna do it!"

Kirby had started crying as well, silently asking God for protection.

"Come away, then." Reeta said to the both of them, fighting the swelling in her throat. "I can't bear to see it again either."

Others peered in and immediately looked away. Asui's stomach clenched at the smell. She looked all around her suspiciously. Gustav was off crying by Reeta's side. She couldn't help but wonder if his overdramatic reaction was real or not. Other faces were stark white and full of shock.

"I'm going back to my room," She blurted out before she could stop herself.

Noah spared her a glance. "Huh?"

"It's not safe here." Asui shivered and turned to leave.

"Monobear said a culprit couldn't kill more than two people." Noah drawled, as if it were blatantly obvious.

Asui shot him a glare. "Well, what if there were two culprits? That means we're still in danger. I'm leaving!"

Noah caught her arm. "Calm down, girl. You'll be safe in a group."

"No I won't!" Asui snapped stubbornly, "Now let go of me! Ugh. Just because I'm a girl doesn't mean I can't look after myself!" She tore away from Noah and stormed down the hall, going into her room without a backwards glance. Once inside, she stopped to catch her breath. It was unnerving to think that just on the other side of her bedroom wall, the investigation was taking place. Asui quickly shook off this thought.

"Libra…?" She called softly.

The crack under Libra's door was lit up, giving away that it was occupied. Muffled voices could be heard, as if she was watching TV or a video on her laptop. But her roommate did not respond. Asui felt a flash of irritation. Fine. Stay in there.

Next door, many others were taking one look at the crime scene and scurrying off to hide in their rooms. Robin stood back, feeling annoyed as he watched all of them give up. Eventually, it was just he, Alistair, Carter, Grant, and Teresa. Grant was silent, observing the crime scene and even touching the bodies.

Robin felt useless, standing back and watching. But he wasn't about to get blood on his skin.

"Too many people have run off and left this to fate," Alistair spoke up quite suddenly, "If we want to escape with our lives, we need everyone pulling their weight."

Robin turned to study Alistair. Would the killer suggest such a thing, if only to allay suspicion? Either way… "My thoughts exactly" Robin declared, "The crime scene isn't the only place that contains clues." He turned and headed for the three teenagers huddled further down the hallway.

Upon his approach, Kirby looked up and fixed a tearful gaze on him.

Robin tried to force a smile. "Hello, friends…ahh…" How do I phrase this delicately? "Well, I think it would be in everyone's best interest if you all took part in the investigation. I'm not saying you have to be at the crime scene—perhaps a sweep of the building would suffice. Look around for any evidence that may be connected to the death of our friends."

For a moment, the three of them just stared at Robin. He hunched over slightly, waiting for them to berate him. But then Reeta said, "Of course we will! Come on guys, let's go round everyone up. We're not going to let that stupid panda bear do away with us, that's for sure!"

With her head courageously held high, she consoled Gustav and Kirby, urging them to wipe their tears away and follow her. Feeling proud over his victory, Robin took a detour to the room next door: Asui and Libra's domain.

He knocked once and waited. No answer. Persistently, he continued knocking until he got an answer from the other side.

"What do you want?" Asui asked warily, looking through the peephole.

Robin peered back at her. "Get me the film director."

"Is it possible they could have killed each other?" Teresa wondered, surveying the area as Grant continued to search the room, completely absorbed in his work. "From the looks of it, there was a struggle between the two of them."

She could see the story playing out in her head. One of the girls had gone crazy and attacked the other. Karah fought fiercely, stabbing Elaine multiple times with a sharp object. But Elaine had easily slit her throat, only to collapse against the wall and die of blood loss. There were shards on the ground…remnants of a broken beer bottle. Could they have been used as a weapon?

Grant didn't respond to Teresa's question for a long time. She was beginning to think he hadn't heard her, but a few minutes later, he spoke. "No. I don't think this is a roomie tiff gone wrong. I don't have anything on me, so I can't go looking for fingerprints or pinpoint a time of death. But I'm willing to bet someone tampered with the crime scene. Elaine may have multiple stab wounds, but there's a heavier blow on the back of her head. Aside from that, there's a suspicious lack of blood."

"I don't see any difference." Carter said quietly, "Then again, what would I know? I handle bones, not bodies."

"How exactly would the killer have time to clean blood off the carpet?" Alistair asked skeptically, "Blood stains easily. It would be a pain to remove, and a large waste of time considering the bodies are still here."

"If you ask me…" Grant said slowly, ignoring comments from the peanut gallery, "This was made to look like the two murdered each other. But the culprit must have been in a rush, because it was very sloppily done."

"Well done, Mr. Scientist!" A familiar voice crowed. Everyone groaned inwardly as Monobear came parading into the room. "I was waiting for that pivotal moment of realization to give you this: the Monobear File! Unfortunately for the culprit, it contains some nice information for the rest of you losers to know. Sure it's unfair, but I know it's your first time and I don't want to push you too hard. Let's just have fun with this thing, okay? Upupu!"

While Monobear prattled on, Grant kept straining to grab the file out of his paws, but the little bear kept prancing away. Only when he was through with he had to say did he let the scientist have it. Grant flipped open the file and hungrily scanned the page. The other three students crowded around him, peering over his shoulder.

The victims are Elaine Rose Harlow and Karah Marie Simmons…

The times of death were around 12:44 AM and 1:12 AM

The bodies were found in the common room of their shared dormitory.

Causes of death include trauma to the head and a slit jugular vein.

Aside from that, multiple wounds have been inflicted on the body of Elaine.

"I knew it!" Grant declared proudly, closing the file and turning to the other three. Victory danced in his eyes. "They didn't kill each other after all. They couldn't have. So that means the culprit is one of us…we're one step closer to solving this case!"