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Yami watched as the young couple ran out into the exact area he had told them not to. As they pushed past Officer Bakura, he could see the man looking at him confused. Yami shrugged. Some people were just out of control. He must admit, though, he was surprised to find out that they were newlyweds. They didn't appear to be any more than 22 years old. Of course, who knew what was happening to the world nowadays. After all, there were kids getting pregnant at twelve, so why couldn't this young couple be married?

Looking around, Yami assumed that nearly everyone was having the same thoughts as him. Of course, they were probably also trying to figure out everything he'd just said about Katsuya Shizuka being murdered, as well. Kaiba rose to his feet and headed back into his room to check on his own wife. Yami leaned against a wall and sighed to himself. This was going to be a difficult night.

Jou was practically screaming now. Okay...He was screaming, to be blunt. He couldn't help himself, Anzu was acting like a bitch again. It wasn't hugely noticeable to anyone else, but Jou noticed quite clearly. He didn't like her much anyways, but he was a man who insisted on taking responsibility for his actions, so here he was.

"We're leaving!" Anzu said as she started packing up their stuff, the little they had brought with them.

"No we fucking aren't!" Jou yelled at her. "It's safer here than outside."

"No it isn't and you know it! This place is haunted!" Anzu said as Jou felt himself grow red in the face. Not any more of her stupid superstitions, Jou prayed.

"What about the baby? Do you want it to die?" he asked, then stopped before he could go on. He couldn't believe it; he'd actually been able to talk about it outloud. Then he noticed Anzu shitfting from foot to foot, and he knew that something was wrong.

"There's no baby," she managed to croak out. Jou could not believe what he was hearing. What she was saying.

"What do you mean there's no baby? I did all this because you said there was. How is there no fucking baby?" he was screaming, and his temper had long ago been unleashed. Anzu flinched.

"I felt that I was losing you. They said you were sleeping with Sumire; that you were bored with me. I had to think of something to keep you!" she tried to explain, on the verge of tears.

"I thought you told me you never listened to those rumors!" Jou said.

"Yes, but...Sumire came and told me herself," Anzu said softly, tears now flowing softly down her cheeks.

"Sumire! Sumire is just a fucked-up bitch who likes fucking with your head!" Jou said, approaching her. Anzu took a step back, trying to turn away from him. Trying to run away. "How the fuck could you let her get to you liked that? You're so stupid! How dare you fucking put me through that!" he couldn't stop himself any longer, he reached up a hand and brought it swiftly across Anzu's cheek. The bitch deserved that, at least.

"As soon as we get back home we're fucking ending this," Jou said, his decision already made. Anzu tried to protest, which only made Jou angrier. He lifted his hand to hit her, but it didn't contact skin, due to the fact that she quickly turned and ran into the small washroom. Jou knew she had locked the door, but that didn't stop him from trying to get in anyways.

"Get out here you little bitch! Why can't you face me? Are you to fucking scared?" He thought he heard her whimper, so he continued pounding on the door.

Anzu tried to sing a song from her childhood, something to keep her calm, but she couldn't remember the words. She kept trying to find a way to escape from the pounding on the door, and the screaming in her ears, but she couldn't. There was nowhere for Anzu to escape to this time. And now that she had confessed to him that there was no baby...well, there wasn't anything left to stop him from hurting her. So Anzu had to stay here until somebody found them and pried him off the walls, if that was even possible.

Sitting on the toilet, Anzu realized that this wouldn't be happening if she hadn't made up the story about the baby. It was just that hearing all those stories –even if they were untrue- really woke her up inside. They weren't dating or anything, she'd just slept with them at times. They weren't even friends with benefits. The two of them had just been benefits, and it seemed like everyone knew it. Of course, Anzu had been paranoid at the time. She'd never ask Jou if he was dating anybody else. It wouldn't matter. So she had made up the story about the baby on impulse. And in what seemed like no time, they had driven to a small town and eloped.

Anzu came back to reality as the bolts on the door started to break. She began panicking. After all, the door was the only way to separate herself from Jou. Jou and his fists. Before she knew it, she started screaming for him to stop and pounding on the door. Tears welled up in her eyes and she started wailing. She hated that this had to happen to her, but she had brought it on herself. If only Jou wasn't so violent.

Then it got quiet, and at that moment, what Yami had said earlier clicked in. There was a murderer around, and they had escaped the safety of a group. Anzu had no idea what to do. After all, Jou could be out there waiting for her to come and check on him. He didn't know what she liked or what she did for fun, but he could read her mind like a good novel. On the other hand, something might really have happened to Jou. He could be dead. Anzu tried to push these thoughts from her mind. After all, Jou wouldn't have gone out without a fight, and she surely would have heard that. But still...

Anzu slowly pushed open the door, just enough to peer outside. She didn't see anything, and put a foot out. As soon as she did that, she heard a noise and quickly locked herself in the bathroom again, just as the pounding began. Looking around for any size of escape, Anzu noticed a small window in the back. Pulling it open she quickly squeezed through, thanking God for her petite figure. Dropping down to the ground, she gasped as she came face to face with Officer Bakura.

Well, Bakura had to admit to himself that he had been shocked to see the figure practically fall on him. He was glad to see that it was just the girl. It meant that she was okay. However, he doubted that she knew anything about her boyfriend...or husband.

"Oh my God! Please help me!" she screamed, her eyes filled with terror. Bakura wondered just what the man had done to her that was making her so scared.

"Is he in there?" Bakura asked, motioning to the couple's room. Anzu nodded. Just then, Bakura heard a voice from behind him. When he realized who it was, Bakura cursed under his breath.

"Anzu?" asked Mai, coming up beside Bakura. "Are you okay?"

Anzu, seeing another girl like herself, practically flung herself on Mai and wept. Bakura had to admit, the girl sure couldn't handle being married. Sighing, Bakura started walking up towards the door, preparing himself for whatever was inside.

Malik had to keep running. If he ran far enough, they'd never be able to catch him. So running was his only option. He didn't kill that chick, although he knew everybody thought he did. Hell, Bakura probably even thought he did it! After all, Malik had quite a lot of skill in the murder department.

Looking ahead of him, Malik saw that the sky had finally cleared, revealing soft white clouds in a pale blue sky. He relaxed and slowed to a jog. He doubted that they'd catch him now. In front of him, he saw the outline of a city in the distance. Malik estimated that it was probably another five miles, but he could be wrong. He never went to math.

After all this running, Malik had begun to feel tired. Looking to the side, he saw a small wooden shed. This was odd, seeing as they were in the middle of the desert, but nevertheless, it might contain something useful. Changing direction, he turned around and entered the shed.