Kumanari put her bags down near the doorway and looked around. "Aunt Mitsuko," She called, "I'm here!" "That's strange...it's so quiet," she said after no one answered. She looked into the shelf where all the shoes were kept. "It looks like everyone is home..." She thought out loud. The house was a well taken care of two-story home with Japanese or Chinese type building style. It was usually very light when people were home, but now it had a dark, emptiness about it.
Kumanari decided she'd drop by the bathroom before she looked for anyone. When she opened the door she felt like she would double up and toss her lunch. Someone's leg was sticking out of the toilet, not only that, but it was GREEN too. "Wha.... What is this," she asked in shock. A familiar, yet very strangely twisted laugh vibrated through the room. Kumanari quaked a little, but the bathroom and hall way were small, so she could tell whoever it was wasn't in either place. There was a possibility that this person was in the dining room, upstairs, or in the other bathroom.
She checked the other bathroom first. "That's strange," she said to herself as she looked in the washing machine, "Their clothes are here too...maybe they were poisoned?" Deciding to check for bad medicine, she checked the cabinet above, and pulled out a gun. "What the heck is this doing here," she asked in surprise. She was afraid things were getting a little TOO freaky so she kept it, just in case she might need Inazuma's help. She still saw no sign of anybody, but then she noticed YELLOW blood.
"Ewww," Kumanari said, "this just gets more and more twisted, doesn't it? Please tell me this is just some weird joke...or a nightmare..." Kumanari very hesitantly followed the trail and saw it led into the bathtub. When she looked in there was an entire green body in there, missing two legs, an arm, and it's head. She backed off, nearly tripping on herself and the laugh came again, but this time a voice followed. "I'm going to get you Kumanari," the voice taunted. She wondered if the voice really could have belonged to whom it sounded like it did, and doubted it.
After she got back into the hallway she heard the phone ringing in the dining room, so she ran in to answer it. She got there before it stopped ringing and picked it up, saying hello. She was so hopeful that she'd finally get some answers, and that it might be her aunt or her father saying that they made a mistake, but instead it was that familiar, but twisted voice again. "HA! I'm going to kill you," the voice taunted, "Ha! I'm going to kill you!" Kumanari hung up the phone and picked it up again, seeming even more panicked than she did when she had hung it up. "It's dead," she asked herself, "but how did that call come in?"
She'd had more than enough now, and she was determined to get out. She ran to the door and tried to get out, but it wouldn't budge. She tried EVERYTHING she could think of but it didn't move at all. "What's going on," she cried in panic, "Why am I stuck here... Ok Kumanari...stop it and think... I'll have to find another exit or something." Kumanari went back into the dining room, where there were four doors and only one besides the one that she came in from would open. That door led into sitting room that had a pantry and also led to the kitchen, Kumanari hadn't seen what was behind either of the other doors before. She decided she shouldn't look either; they were most likely bedrooms or closets.
Kumanari looked grossed out and annoyed as she saw one of the arms on the table. She swore this green body thing was getting repetitive, but it was holding a key? When Kumanari tried to get a closer look the arm MOVED. Kumanari screamed and fell to the floor in shock. The good news was that the key had dropped from the arm's hand, so Kumanari wouldn't have to touch it. She took the key and went back out to the hall, deciding to go upstairs. She had remembered that there was a balcony door in Narusawa's room. If things were low enough she maybe able to jump off.
At the top of the stair way there were three doors and a samurai statue. Hoping, that nothing was in this toilet, she went to the door farthest from the stairs and closest to the Samurai. Of course, that room was another bathroom. After a few moments she checked the cabinet in that bathroom for bad medicine and found nothing at all, but something under the sink caught her attention. There was a note carved into the wood that said, "HELP ME PLEASE!" Kumanari stood up and looked in the mirror, looking horrified. Things just seemed to be getting worse and worse the more she looked around.
She then walked into the hallway that had all her cousin's bedrooms on it. First was Uriko's room, then Narusawa's, and Takami's room was at the very end of the hall. Kumanari went into Narusawa's room and looked around. There was her piano, her bed, her little chair, and the door to the balcony. It was all still the way she remembered it. When she saw the Clock Tower poster hanging over Narusawa's bed she scowled. "This isn't a game," she spat at it and then looked over at the piano. To her horror, it started playing on it's own, then it jolted to a stop, and Kumanari heard that laugh again. She backed into the little chair, nearly tripping over it and knocking it over.
Kumanari looked behind her and started shaking again. "N-N-Narusawa," she yelped, "Oh no...wh-what'll I do!" When the chair fell over a green head had rolled out of it. Kumanari would have started sobbing by now, but she was losing control. She stood up with a determined, almost demented look in her eyes and a smirk on her face that definitely didn't suite her personality. Then instead of going to the balcony she turned around and walked out. "Time to see what's up with this place," she said, sounding a little deeper voiced.
She walked out of the bedroom hall, back into the room with the stairs and entered the other room, which was a living room. Mitsuko was standing on the opposite side of the TV, searching for something. "Who the hell are you old woman," she asked Mitsuko. "Kumanari," she answered, "you are here, but something's very different." "That's cause I'm not Kumanari you idiot," she answered, "I am Inazuma." "Oh no," Mitsuko replied, "So then it has affected you too? What has happened to Kumanari, I need to talk to her!" "I'm sorry but dear sweet Kumanari is sleeping," Inazuma said, with a bit too much sarcastic sweetness dripping from the dear sweet part, "I'm here now!"
"Well you'd better be sure to take care of her," threatened Mitsuko, "I know who can get rid of you." "Yeah, yeah," Inazuma snarled, "what ever!" After that Inazuma went looking for some more weapons. She saw an unloaded rifle on the wall in the dining room and smirked, saying, "This could be pretty handy." She saw a sword hanging on the wall as well, and in between them was a fireplace. Inazuma, apparently loved weapons, but seeing how those were only for decorating got Inazuma to look elsewhere. She walked into the room between the dining room and kitchen and saw something on the floor where Kumanari had landed before. She leaned over and picked it up before thinking. "Kumanari's amulet," was all she said before she returned back to being plain, old, Kumanari.
Kumanari looked around and sighed. "Why'd she have to bring me back here," she asked, thinking of that creepy arm, and wanting nothing more than to get out of that room. She decided to go back to what she was up to before.
~Later~
Kumanari unlocked the balcony door and walked out. Oddly it was pure dark outside except for the lights on the outside of the house. A few flowerpots decorated the small walk way. She walked over to the edge and found a loose part in the wooden railing, so she started trying to pry it out. Just then that laugh came again...only this time it was definitely behind her. She looked behind her and saw Uriko standing there with a strange look in her eyes and a twisted smile on her face. Kumanari looked surprised, and turned around. "Uriko," she asked, "where have you been?"
Uriko didn't answer but Kumanari saw something shiny in her hand. It was a knife! That settled it, Kumanari's suspicions had been right. Uriko was behind all these odd things some how, but Kumanari knew it couldn't be something she was doing on her own will. She had to find out what was going on. Just as she decided that Uriko lunged at her, knife and all.
Kumanari decided she'd drop by the bathroom before she looked for anyone. When she opened the door she felt like she would double up and toss her lunch. Someone's leg was sticking out of the toilet, not only that, but it was GREEN too. "Wha.... What is this," she asked in shock. A familiar, yet very strangely twisted laugh vibrated through the room. Kumanari quaked a little, but the bathroom and hall way were small, so she could tell whoever it was wasn't in either place. There was a possibility that this person was in the dining room, upstairs, or in the other bathroom.
She checked the other bathroom first. "That's strange," she said to herself as she looked in the washing machine, "Their clothes are here too...maybe they were poisoned?" Deciding to check for bad medicine, she checked the cabinet above, and pulled out a gun. "What the heck is this doing here," she asked in surprise. She was afraid things were getting a little TOO freaky so she kept it, just in case she might need Inazuma's help. She still saw no sign of anybody, but then she noticed YELLOW blood.
"Ewww," Kumanari said, "this just gets more and more twisted, doesn't it? Please tell me this is just some weird joke...or a nightmare..." Kumanari very hesitantly followed the trail and saw it led into the bathtub. When she looked in there was an entire green body in there, missing two legs, an arm, and it's head. She backed off, nearly tripping on herself and the laugh came again, but this time a voice followed. "I'm going to get you Kumanari," the voice taunted. She wondered if the voice really could have belonged to whom it sounded like it did, and doubted it.
After she got back into the hallway she heard the phone ringing in the dining room, so she ran in to answer it. She got there before it stopped ringing and picked it up, saying hello. She was so hopeful that she'd finally get some answers, and that it might be her aunt or her father saying that they made a mistake, but instead it was that familiar, but twisted voice again. "HA! I'm going to kill you," the voice taunted, "Ha! I'm going to kill you!" Kumanari hung up the phone and picked it up again, seeming even more panicked than she did when she had hung it up. "It's dead," she asked herself, "but how did that call come in?"
She'd had more than enough now, and she was determined to get out. She ran to the door and tried to get out, but it wouldn't budge. She tried EVERYTHING she could think of but it didn't move at all. "What's going on," she cried in panic, "Why am I stuck here... Ok Kumanari...stop it and think... I'll have to find another exit or something." Kumanari went back into the dining room, where there were four doors and only one besides the one that she came in from would open. That door led into sitting room that had a pantry and also led to the kitchen, Kumanari hadn't seen what was behind either of the other doors before. She decided she shouldn't look either; they were most likely bedrooms or closets.
Kumanari looked grossed out and annoyed as she saw one of the arms on the table. She swore this green body thing was getting repetitive, but it was holding a key? When Kumanari tried to get a closer look the arm MOVED. Kumanari screamed and fell to the floor in shock. The good news was that the key had dropped from the arm's hand, so Kumanari wouldn't have to touch it. She took the key and went back out to the hall, deciding to go upstairs. She had remembered that there was a balcony door in Narusawa's room. If things were low enough she maybe able to jump off.
At the top of the stair way there were three doors and a samurai statue. Hoping, that nothing was in this toilet, she went to the door farthest from the stairs and closest to the Samurai. Of course, that room was another bathroom. After a few moments she checked the cabinet in that bathroom for bad medicine and found nothing at all, but something under the sink caught her attention. There was a note carved into the wood that said, "HELP ME PLEASE!" Kumanari stood up and looked in the mirror, looking horrified. Things just seemed to be getting worse and worse the more she looked around.
She then walked into the hallway that had all her cousin's bedrooms on it. First was Uriko's room, then Narusawa's, and Takami's room was at the very end of the hall. Kumanari went into Narusawa's room and looked around. There was her piano, her bed, her little chair, and the door to the balcony. It was all still the way she remembered it. When she saw the Clock Tower poster hanging over Narusawa's bed she scowled. "This isn't a game," she spat at it and then looked over at the piano. To her horror, it started playing on it's own, then it jolted to a stop, and Kumanari heard that laugh again. She backed into the little chair, nearly tripping over it and knocking it over.
Kumanari looked behind her and started shaking again. "N-N-Narusawa," she yelped, "Oh no...wh-what'll I do!" When the chair fell over a green head had rolled out of it. Kumanari would have started sobbing by now, but she was losing control. She stood up with a determined, almost demented look in her eyes and a smirk on her face that definitely didn't suite her personality. Then instead of going to the balcony she turned around and walked out. "Time to see what's up with this place," she said, sounding a little deeper voiced.
She walked out of the bedroom hall, back into the room with the stairs and entered the other room, which was a living room. Mitsuko was standing on the opposite side of the TV, searching for something. "Who the hell are you old woman," she asked Mitsuko. "Kumanari," she answered, "you are here, but something's very different." "That's cause I'm not Kumanari you idiot," she answered, "I am Inazuma." "Oh no," Mitsuko replied, "So then it has affected you too? What has happened to Kumanari, I need to talk to her!" "I'm sorry but dear sweet Kumanari is sleeping," Inazuma said, with a bit too much sarcastic sweetness dripping from the dear sweet part, "I'm here now!"
"Well you'd better be sure to take care of her," threatened Mitsuko, "I know who can get rid of you." "Yeah, yeah," Inazuma snarled, "what ever!" After that Inazuma went looking for some more weapons. She saw an unloaded rifle on the wall in the dining room and smirked, saying, "This could be pretty handy." She saw a sword hanging on the wall as well, and in between them was a fireplace. Inazuma, apparently loved weapons, but seeing how those were only for decorating got Inazuma to look elsewhere. She walked into the room between the dining room and kitchen and saw something on the floor where Kumanari had landed before. She leaned over and picked it up before thinking. "Kumanari's amulet," was all she said before she returned back to being plain, old, Kumanari.
Kumanari looked around and sighed. "Why'd she have to bring me back here," she asked, thinking of that creepy arm, and wanting nothing more than to get out of that room. She decided to go back to what she was up to before.
~Later~
Kumanari unlocked the balcony door and walked out. Oddly it was pure dark outside except for the lights on the outside of the house. A few flowerpots decorated the small walk way. She walked over to the edge and found a loose part in the wooden railing, so she started trying to pry it out. Just then that laugh came again...only this time it was definitely behind her. She looked behind her and saw Uriko standing there with a strange look in her eyes and a twisted smile on her face. Kumanari looked surprised, and turned around. "Uriko," she asked, "where have you been?"
Uriko didn't answer but Kumanari saw something shiny in her hand. It was a knife! That settled it, Kumanari's suspicions had been right. Uriko was behind all these odd things some how, but Kumanari knew it couldn't be something she was doing on her own will. She had to find out what was going on. Just as she decided that Uriko lunged at her, knife and all.