(Opening Theme: Shiki Opening 1-Kiss Performed By BUCK-TICK)

The bird kept turning back to Rachel while it moved it's head to the door. That's when she saw it as the flicker stop between the wooden boards… Something had reflected off what looked to be metal.

Rachel gave a smile to the bird as to give it comfort, "Let's get out of here together… Okay?"

"RACHEL, MOVE AWAY FROM THERE!" Kristen yelled suddenly.

Rachel looked to Kristen confused, just as Kristen herself saw whoever had been holding the metal object move to break it. "LOOK OUT!" She yelled as she moved quick.

She took hold of Rachel, and jumped away from the entryway, just as the wooden boards were sliced in halves by something sharp. Blood seemed to have appeared and stain the floor and part of Rachel's face as her eyes widened in horror, and causing Faith to let out a scream just as Kristen and her landed on the floor.

There that stood before them was a man, wielding a scythe, as he let out a bawl of laughter while they were soon paralyzed with fear. The man was tall and appeared to be in his twenties, as he wore a brown hoodie that had been stained with blood; he had on a pair of red pants with black linings and black boots, and he appeared to have bandages covering his face and hands and had a hood over his face, though they could see that his eyes were unequally dilated.

Finally he spoke, "That was a real satisfying look on your face! But now, it's turned into a face of despair!" He looked over to Kristen and Faith, as he gave another laugh, "All of your looks are turning into despair! Oh, this is going to be so much fun for me!" Kristen, Faith, or Rachel couldn't find the words to say as they were still shaking. Kristen stood up from the ground grabbing a hold of Rachel who had been frozen and had gotten Faith to go behind her.

"Who the fuck is this guy!?" Kristen exclaimed in her thoughts, "Don't tell me-" She looked over to Faith, before turning back to the man before them, "-He's the killer on this floor that Faith talked about!?"

"I'll give you all three seconds." The man said as he held up three fingers, "So… Try to outrun me if you can."

"He-He can't be fucking serious, right!? He's got to be joking about this right!?"

The three of them jumped when he suddenly gotten up close to Kristen's face as he said, "And one more thing! Be sure to cry, scream, and beg for your lives! Let me see more of it-THE FACES OF DESPAIR!"

To their horror, he started to countdown.

"3…!"

"Oh fuck me, he's wasn't kidding!" Kristen exclaimed in her head, before she turned to Faith and grabbed Rachel's hand, "Run now!"

"Running!" Faith said before following behind Kristen and Rachel.

"2…~!"

Rachel nearly tripped on herself though Kristen was quick to catch her before she could hit the ground. "Come on! Don't go tripping on me now!" Kristen said, despite her voice sounding more fearful than it did tough.

"1!"

Thus the man began to laugh again, as he started to run after them. Kristen looked back and saw at the pace he was going. Despite the fact that he was holding a scythe over his shoulder he was starting to catch up to them.

"Shit this is bad! He's moving so fast that he's bound to catch one of us! I've got to do something!"

They quickly turned down the first corner they saw, with the killer following. Kristen soon noticed a couple of barrels and boxes on top of one another held together by a rope; she hatched an idea. "KEEP GOING!" She yelled before she practically threw Rachel ahead of making her nearly trip again; Faith ran passed her before stopping in her tracks, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" Faith yelled.

Kristen didn't reply as she pulled out the knife she from her holster. She worked quick as she saw the killer coming towards her. She held the knife as if she was a cook and started to cut ropes as fast as she could. Just as he was within reach, she gotten the last rope cut, and allowed the barrels and boxes to fall in between them making the two of them move back, They shielded their eyes to protect them from the dust cloud. When it settled they saw the barrels and boxes that had collapsed on each other made a makeshift wall.

"Did…" Rachel said before coughing a little, "... Did you get him?"

"I don't think so." Kristen replied as she put the knife away, "But at least it'll buy us a few minutes at best."

SWISH!

They jumped when they saw the scythe blade slice dead in the middle, as the fear started to rise again. "I think it's more like a minute now!" Faith said.

"SHUT UP AND RUN!" Kristen yelled taking Rachel's hand again; the three of them started to run again just as the killer sliced his way through the debris. They quickly ran into a room that had been up ahead of them and ran inside, before Faith shit the door locking it.

"He's just too fast!" Faith said, "He's gonna end up catching us if we just run!"

"Than we gotta hide!" Kristen said as she looked around the room. She saw two lockers, a table in the middle and a cabinet, and a chest. The first place she went to was the chest and she quickly got it open.

"We're not gonna fit in there!" Faith said with a whisper.

"We're not, but you are!" Kristen said before she lifted Rachel up, catching her by surprise. She placed her inside the chest making sure she was secure, though before she could close Rachel grabbed her shirt.

"Please don't leave me in here Kristen!" She said with fear in her voice.

"I have no choice, this is the only way you're going to be safe." She told her trying her best to sound comforting as possible, "Don't worry, as long as you stay quiet he won't find you."

"But what if he does, and he ends up killing me?!" Rachel said, "What will—"

They soon heard footsteps in the distance, making them turn to the door. Kristen turned back to Rachel before saying, "Rachel listen to me, you're not going to die here! I swear on my life that you're going to come out of this chest alive! I need you to trust me, okay?"

Rachel's hands trembled before she put them together as if she had been praying, "I… I trust you." She eventually said, as she looked to her red eyes with her ocean blue ones.

"Good girl." Kristen said before closing the chest. As they the footsteps drawing near, Faith quickly got into the cabinet nearby and Kristen ran inside one of the lockers provided within the room. Through the gap she saw the scythe's blade break the door, making an opening for him to peak through before he kicked the door down. With the scythe over his shoulder, he stepped into the room and started to look around.

"Where are you little bitches?" She heard him say, "Are you playing hide and seek?"

Kristen put her hands over her mouth to prevent herself from gasping, when she saw him walk towards the chest where Rachel had been hiding. He put his foot over it, "Hey! Come on out of there!"

There was a pause, for only a moment before she heard him speak again, "Yeah, I guess I wouldn't come out either." He let out a giggle, before he swung his scythe into the chest, making Kristen flinch a little in the locker.

She heard him click his tongue as he removed the scythe, "Damn it… I missed."

Kristen breathed out a sigh of relief, "Thank God." She mouthed as she saw him leave. At least that's what she thought he was going to do, until she saw him put his foot back onto the chest and went to swing his scythe into the chest again.

"No!" She exclaimed in her thoughts just as it made an impact, causing her to squeeze her eyes shut at the sound. She opened her eyes to see his scythe still in the chest, as her eyes widened in horror.

"He didn't get her did he?"

She heard him click his tongue again, "... She's not here huh?" He said as he removed the scythe, "The red eye bitch… I wonder she could be? She's got some serious balls to fight back. Can't help but want to cut her up though."

"He's talking about me?!"

She jumped when she saw him suddenly in front of the lockers. She held her breath, as he went to swing his scythe at the locker next to her; she felt a slight bump at the side of the of the locker, nearly breaking the metal; she almost let out a squeak but held it together as she started to sweat.

He removed the scythe from the locker before standing at the one she had been currently hiding in; She backed up from the door as to avoid him seeing her eyes when he looked inside. The darkness around her in the locker didn't help as she almost started to hyperventilate when she found herself surrounded in it.

"Keep it together! Keep it together! Keep it together! You can't let him find you! You can't let him find you! If he finds me-He'll kill me!"

The killer soon backed off from the locker as he said, "She's not here either. Probably the same with four eyes." Thus he saw him walk out of the room, the sound of his footsteps disappearing as he got further away.

Kristen practically threw herself out of the locker and she slumped over the table as she started to give out uneven breaths. Rachel and Faith soon emerged from their hiding places letting them breathe a sigh of relief..

"That was close…" Faith said, "... I really thought he was going to kill us."

Rachel soon noticed how Kristen was as she went to pat her on the shoulder, "Kristen?" She said, shaking her a little, "Are you okay?"

Kristen looked to Rachel before she wiped the sweat off of her forehead, "I'm alright." She said after taking a deep breath standing up, staggering a little, "More importantly, we've gotta find a way to open that door."

"But it's gonna be impossible now that he's going to be looking for us!" Faith said.

"Than we'll move discreetly." Kristen told her, "We just have to find the controls to that door before he finds us." She soon looked to the weapons she had been carrying, "If it really comes down to it… I might have to fight him. It might end up killing me, but it's better than letting these two die."

"The bird…" Rachel suddenly said taking the two back. Before any of them could ask, Rachel ran out of the other door that had been available and sprinted ahead.

"Rachel wait!" Kristen called out before running after her.

"Where are you going!?" Faith exclaimed before running after them.

Eventually they found themselves back at the sight where the killer made himself known, but this time there had been a fresh puddle of blood from the little bird. They found Rachel kneeling down holding the now dead bird in her hands; it's body had been cut in half.

"It's dead…" Rachel said to them sadly.

"Oh no…" Faith said as she had a solemn look, "... The poor creature…"

Kristen went over by Rachel's side before giving her a pat on her head, "... I'm sorry."

Rachel shook her head saying nothing as she held the bird close to her. "Kristen…?" She soon said, "... Before we go any further… Can we at least give it a proper burial?"

"I think that'll be just fine for the little guy." Kristen replied before turning to Faith, "What do you think?"

Faith hesitantly replied, "I… Guess so."

Rachel stood up from the ground and they started to make their way away from the scene as quietly and quickly as they could. They had returned to where they had found the other walkie talkie as Rachel still held onto the little bird, not caring if her fingers were all bloodied.

"I'll be fine by myself." Rachel said to Kristen as she gave her a small reassuring smile, "... Just wait here for me."

Kristen nodded before she said, "I'll let you know if there's any trouble."

Rachel nodded before she crawled through the open patch, while Kristen and her waited in the area for her. Rachel looked around the the area as she soon spotted a shovel nearby. Placing the bird's body nearby, she took the shovel and dug a small hall big enough for the little bird to fit in, but just before she put the little bird inside-

"No… You're not my little birdy. Not like this. You shouldn't look like this… It's too cruel… You shouldn't look so pitiful." Her eyes suddenly looked like the life had been drained out of them. She looked to the messenger bag before digging through it, pulling out a needle and thread.

"Don't worry… You won't feel anymore pain… I'll fix you up to be my own bird."

As Kristen and Faith waited for Rachel to finish up, they both couldn't help but feel uneasy at the slightest of sound they heard in the distance; Kristen almost drew her gun, as her hand trembled a little. "I feel like I'm in a nightmare that I can't wake up from." Faith soon said, breaking the silence between them.

"I know how you feel." Kristen said, as she let her hand fall to her side, "This shit really is like something out one of those horror slasher films. This is all kinds of messed up…"

Faith soon asked her, "You two know where I've been, but… I don't know about what happened to the either of you."

Kristen soon replied, "From what I understand… Rachel was in the hospital for counseling."

"Why?" Faith asked.

This time Kristen had been hesitant to answer as she soon responded, "... She said… She saw someone die…"

Faith gasped at this as she put her hand over her mouth, "Was it… Someone she knew…?"

"She didn't say… Honestly I don't think she wants to. It's understandable if it was someone close to her. She just wants to get back to her parents now."

Faith looked down as she couldn't help but sympathize with Rachel as she looked to where she had been. "Than… What about you?" She soon asked Kristen, "Where were you before you found yourself here?"

"I was arrested." Kristen replied turning her head away, "Was in a police station before I somehow found myself in this hellhole."

"Does that mean you're a criminal?" She asked curiously.

"No… I was framed. The classic wrong place wrong time kind of deal. I was supposed to go and plead my case but I'm not sure what happened after that."

"That's horrible!"

"I hear you man, it seems that more innocent people these days are put in prison rather than the guilty. Happens more than you know when you really think about it."

"So… What was the crime?"

Kristen had been a bit taken back as she looked over to Faith as she looked at her confused; it was almost as if she didn't understand her question. "The crime you were framed of." Faith clarified, "What was it? I'm kind of curious."

"My crime…?" Kristen started to say.

Kristen started to feel an ache in her head as she tried to think of her answer. Everytime she tried however something in her head just seemed to have block her out. She leaned back against the wall as she tried to keep herself from falling which took Faith back. "Kristen?" She said worried.

"My crime…?" She repeated as her body shook a little while vision became a blur a little, "My… Crime…?"

She tried to think of an answer to give but she couldn't find it, "...I can't… Remember…?"

"I'm done." They soon heard Rachel say snapping Kristen out of thought. They both saw Rachel had crawled through the gap that had been provided before she started brush off the dirt off of her hands and whatever she had been holding. "That took a little longer than I thought." Kristen said, "What were doing?"

"I was just paying my respects to the little bird." Rachel replied, "It wouldn't be able to rest peacefully otherwise."

Kristen nodded in understanding, "I see. Guess you're one of those people."

Faith soon noticed that Rachel had been holding something in her hand, "What's that?" She asked. Rachel wondered what she was talking about until she realized that she had been talking about the little object. "It fell out of the little bird." Rachel said showing the two of them that it had been a key, "I think it swallowed it."

Faith took the key from her hand and examined it closely, her eyes brightened a little at the sight of the key. "What is it?" Kristen asked.

"I know where this key goes!" Kristen said with a small smile, "Follow me! Quickly!" This time Faith ran ahead of them, with Kristen and Rachel following, turning every corner with a quick pace, eventually reaching another room that thankfully wasn't blocked off. "My brother and I found a hatch in here a while back, but it was locked." Faith explained as they entered the room, "We tried looking around for a key but couldn't find it until now." They stepped inside and saw before them their had been a hatch on the ground.

"This is the only place we weren't able to look." Faith told them.

"The controls could be in there." Rachel said.

"Either way, it's worth looking into." Kristen said, kneeling down, "Hand me the key."

Faith obliged as she gave the key to Kristen; she put the key in the keyhole provided on the hatch before giving it a turn. The hatch gave a click, and Kristen proceeded to pull it open. "You two wait here." Kristen told them as she climbed down with the ladder that had been provided, "I'll be back in a bit. If you see or hear anything, stomp your foot twice."

"You got it." Faith said.

"Be careful." Rachel told her.

Kristen gave a pat on her head to reassure her before she descended down the ladder. She reached the bottom, her foot touching the floor as she found herself in a small room. "Thank God this place is lit up." Kristen said relieved noticing that the single light above her head, "Don't know if I would be able to survive in the dark."

She couldn't help but shiever a little at the thought. She saw in front of her was a set of switches. She that above had been labeled "Elevator Passage Gate".

"Good, this will open that door."

With a push of a button she heard a click sound somewhere echo throughout the place. "Well that did something."

She proceeded back up the ladder just as she heard one of them stomp their foot twice. She managed to climb back up and she saw the two of them looking uneasy. "What's the matter?" She asked.

"We thought we heard something in the vents!" Rachel replied.

"It might be him again!" Faith said.

Kristen got herself out of the hatch before closing it shut, "If that's the case than let's make a break for it!" She told them, "I got the doors open, so we'll be able to get to the elevator!"

The two of them nodded before they made their way out of the room, towards the door. Kristen opened the door first, as she peeked out, looking around. She opened the door a bit wider before stepping out. "Looks like we're in the clear." She said motioning them to follow, "Stay close to me."

"Okay than." Rachel said as she went to Kristen's side.

"We should hurry." Faith added, "Who knows if he's-"

"PEEK-A-BOO! I FOUND YOU!"

The three of them jumped when someone landed behind them the moment they were away from the door. Their fear rose as they had realized that it had been the killer, scythe in all. They backed up when he stepped towards them, after he locked the door.

"Should've thought of that before!" He said hitting himself on the head before turning to the three of them, "No head start this time… I WON'T GIVE ANY OF YOU ONE SECOND!"

As he came at them swinging his scythe, Kristen pushed Rachel and Faith out of the way, before jumping out of the way herself. The killer turned over to Rachel and Faith, giving out a laugh as went over to them, ready to kill them where they stood. At least, it wouldn't have been that way, were it not for a couple of gunshots that rang through their ears.

He turned over to Kristen as he saw that she had been the one who fired the shots. "You really do have some balls don't ya, you red eye bitch?" He said as he gave a harsh glare. The Killer turned over to her and made his way towards her, "... Even though you're scared shitless, you really want to fight me…" His face soon turned back into a smile as he laughed, "... THAT MAKES ME WANT TO CUT YOU UP EVEN MORE!"

He came at her at full speed causing Kristen to move again, when he swung his scythe. "KRISTEN!" Rachel exclaimed out of fear and worry.

"WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?!" She yelled to Rachel and Faith before she dodged another swing from his blade, "GET TO THE ELEVATOR NOW!"

"R-Right!" Faith said as she took Rachel's hand before she could protest, "Come on, we gotta to go!" Thus she and Rachel started to run through the path towards the elevator. "Damn it!" The killer cursed, "I'll have to deal with them later but for now…" He charged at Kristen again, "... I'LL SETTLE FOR YOU, RED EYE BITCH!"

Kristen fired at him again, though he managed to dodge a bullet before he successfully knocked the gun out of her hand, with the other end of scythe. "Shit!" She exclaimed before ducked from his blade. She tried to grab for the gun again, though he stopped her in her tracks.

"Like I'm gonna let you try that again!" He said before laughing as he went to swing his scythe, she quickly broke out the knife she from her holster before blocking him; His blade nearly touched her face. She kicked him back a few feet before holding the knife towards him as she stood ready, though her stance looked sloppy as did the way she held the knife in her hand.

The killer couldn't help but laugh mockingly at this, "You're really fucked if you think you'll beat me like that!"

"Shut up you creep!" Kristen yelled before she charged with her the combat blade in hand. She attempted to hit him in the shoulder with the knife but he was quick to act. He hit right in the with the base of the scythe in the face nearly breaking her nose as she fell to the floor hard, making her groan in agony. He kicked the knife out of her hand before putting a hand on her arm pinning her.

She struggled underneath him to try to get free but he just pressed his foot against her harder, she even tried to move his foot with her free hand but it had been to no avail.

"The way you fight for your life really gets my blood pumping, you red eyed bitch!" The Killer said amused, "NOW LET ME HEAR YOU CRY OUT IN DESPAIR!"

The Killer took his scythe and swung it hitting her hand making her scream at the intense pain she felt when her open palm had been cut open suddenly. The Killer laughed loudly at the way Kristen reacted. "THAT'S IT! THAT'S WHAT I WANT TO HEAR FROM YOU RED EYE BITCH!" He shouted as he removed the scythe out of her hand, "I WANT TO HEAR IT AGAIN!"

He swung his scythe, this time, it went through her upper arm, making her cry even louder; tears leaked from here eyes as she couldn't take the pain she felt from her newfound wounds. The Killer laughed even louder at this when he saw her cry, "Your face is perfect right now!" He said kneeling down, just so he was hovering above, "I tell ya, out of all the people I killed, your face is the best one by far!"

Kristen couldn't utter words as she had been on the verge of hyperventilating again, as she didn't have anyway of reaching any of the weapons she had been provided beforehand. Despite this she still tried to move from underneath him as this time she went to get blade out of her, not caring if she gave herself cuts.

"You're still fighting to live huh?" The Killer said twisting the blade ever so slightly making cry out again as more tears rolled down her cheeks, "That's good. Keep that up so that I can cut you up!"

He removed the scythe from her arm making her cry out from the pain when the blade was removed. "Shit! Fuck! This is bad!" Kristen exclaimed in her thoughts, "I can't die here! I can't let him kill me!"

"I'm going to enjoy this red eyes!" He said, "Now give me some more despair!"

Kristen did the only thing she could, she ended up kicking him in the leg making him stumble before she headbutted him, making him fall back and giving her time to stand up.

"Ah, fuck!" The killer said as he groaned, giving another look of rage to Kristen just as she picked up the knife, "You little-"

He went at her again once more swinging his scythe, this time she nearly dodged his attack and he managed to graze the side of her head. She quickly went under him, before running to get her gun and making a break for it; But not before firing a couple of rounds at his feet to give herself a head start.

"ENOUGH WITH THE FUCKING GUN ALREADY!" The killer yelled as he had been annoyed by this as he started to run after her. She ran as fast as she could as often slipping on herself as made a hard turn on a corner; everytime she turned she found herself ducking from his blade at one point he managed to cut only part of her hair.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" She exclaimed as she ran from the Killer, "Where's the elevator!? I was sure it was around here!"

She soon got her answer when she heard a familiar voice yell, "KRISTEN!"

Kristen turned down the hall and saw a familiar girl with golden hair wave over to her, "THIS WAY!"

Despite her being surprised to see Rachel there she had no hesitation to run towards her, quickly following her down the corners and path as the Killer had been hot on their tail. The Killer's laugh echoed through as they managed to find themselves back at the door leading to the elevator as they ran inside and ran towards the exit of the room.

"GUYS COME ON!" Faith shouted waving them over.

Kristen and Rachel ran into the elevator, with Kristen herself accidentally tripping and falling over, nearly landing face first onto the floor. As soon as Rachel and Kristen were safe inside the elevator, she went to press the button just as the sounds of laughter came closer.

"Come on! Hurry! Hurry!" Faith exclaimed as she rapidly pressed the button that had been provided.

The Killer suddenly appeared in their sights making all of them back up into the elevator. With a screech of laughter he went to take them out with one swing.

BANG!

The doors of the elevator soon closed shut, making them jump when they saw dents appear, and at the loud sound just as the elevator began to move. Faith and Rachel fell on their knees while Kristen couldn't help but roll over on her back as they all caught their breath.

"Oh my God…" Faith said, "... A few more seconds and we would've been diced…"

"At least we're safe now…" Rachel said relieved as she managed to calm down a little.

She soon turned over to Kristen and went to her side, immediately noticing the wounds on her arm, hand and head. "You're hurt!" She said.

"Yeah… He got me good back there but I'll be alright…" She said as she groaned at the pain she felt, "... Doesn't help that it stings like a splinter though…"

Faith soon went and examined the wounds she had, "That isn't good. If you leave them open like that, it's bound to get it infected."

"I don't suppose either of you know how to clean up a wound." She soon asked as she sat herself up. They both shook their head, and she slumped over a little, "Of course…"

"Oh, but I do know how to sew up a wound." Rachel soon said, earning a questioning look from Kristen and Faith.

"You're a thirteen year old girl, and I'm assuming that you're still in middle school or something and yet you know how to sew up a wound like a professional doctor?" Kristen said surprised earning a nod from Rachel; she soon mumbled to herself, "What the fuck are they teaching kids these days?"

"Wait a minute." Faith said before asking Rachel curiously, "Does that mean your parents are doctors and one of them taught you? Or did you learn from watching them?"

Rachel suddenly looked uneasy as her hand shook a little, and her expression changed "That's-"

They were soon cut off when they heard the elevator stop again, making all of them jump at the sudden halt. The doors soon opened up and their eyes laid upon what looked to be the inside of a hospital.

(Ending Theme: Angels of Death Ending-Pray Performed By Haruka Chisuga)