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Please read: I do not rightfully own the Fatal Frame title or its trademarks. This is only a fan fiction story. It is slightly based on the second Fatal Frame, but includes my own characters, locations, and certain items. Any mentioned subjects that are Fatal Frame II: Crimson Butterfly characters, locations, and certain items are owned by TECMO and used for fan fiction purposes only.

Fatal Frame

The Endless Defacement

Chapter Nine

White Face

"It watches me from a distance,

It watches because it is scared,

But the distant fear reaches close and I…"

I look before me. I glance past the Market at my right and the Suda house next to sit. I ignore Yoshiawa's house at my left. I head to the intersecting paths of the village. My surroundings go black and white for a split second as I round the corner to the right. I catch a glimpse of Noriko playing, chasing something. She vanishes quickly, though. The color returns. My heart pounds in my chest as I see something in the distance. My real intent on coming this way is to check out the other houses, the next one being the Ogawa house. However, the object in the distance gets my attention more. I welcome the daylight gladly. Although the fog is still as thick as it ever has been, I can see an outline. It appears to be a man; a safari-dressed man. I call out to this stranger. He looks as though he is entering the Tanaka house. I am about to make my way to him when Gerald's spirit appears at my left. He stands in plain sight of an open window of the Ogawa house. His neck is broken and his head has leaned to one side. Blood drips from his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears. A rope is around his neck. My camera begins to shake in my hands as I clench it, ready to take a photo if need be. Something begins to happen. No, two things begin to happen. One: the rope is being picked up by a foreign hand. Two: the owner of the hand is a Priest. He yanks on the rope around Gerald's neck, making him violently fall to the floor. I jump back when I hear his body 'bump' on the ground. I lift the camera up and proceed to take shots of the Priest, still holding onto one end of the rope. He laughs and starts to walk away from the view of the window. I can tell that he does not let go of the rope. Gerald's body is dragging behind him. The Priest and the dragging sound louder and louder as they approach the Ogawa house door. I hear myself unintentionally squeak in strong fear as the door creaks and begins to open. I ready my index finger on the shutter button and count to three has a foot emerges from the opening door. 1… I can see the knee…2… I can see the upper-thigh…and finally, 3…!

Yumi rushes from the Ogawa house bloodied and battered. Sweat drips from her face. She falls at my feet with panic in her grasp as she reaches for me as best as an injured woman can. The door closes on its own and I see Yumi twitch when it creaks and thuds shut. I help her to her feet. I do not know what to say to her. I thought I had seen her being killed in an old warehouse across the village by Jun Okura's spirit. However, here she is before me; a living, breathing, and spitting image of Dagan's right hand girl. She pants while trying to tell me what has happened. I do not boggle her with such questions as what happened to her, where she was, or who hurt her. I boggle myself with these questions. I tear myself up inside. Look what you've done, I say in my mind. Look what you've done. You hurt someone else, now, didn't you? Can't you ever learn to kill right? Yumi gets to her knees on her own before I pull her on her feet. She has a hold on my forearms, where as I grab her shoulders to keep her balanced. She looks at me with frightened eyes. No, don't Yumi. I don't want to see you suffer. I don't want to see you in pain. I can't bring myself to look at you… I can't bring myself to help you… I can't kill right…

"I kept searching for you!" I exclaimed after she had somewhat gained her composure back. "I was so worried! But, it's alright now. I know you're alive, and I won't let anyone hurt you again!" I hold her in the tightest hug possible. She collapses into my arms. I stay there; so relieved that she did not actually die in the warehouse. I would not be able to live with myself if she had. My dreams will come true? I watch someone die and can only turn away? Am I playing God with people I touch? I am thinking too much into this… It was just a dream, after all… Yumi is here with me now! I wipe some blood from her face after she straightens up a bit. "I was just so worried. I am so happy to see you're okay, now!"

She stares deeply at me. I wanted to smack her; to tell her to stop! I don't want to see her tearing up. I won't want to see her cry now. I can't. She should smile. She is alive. I found her. We are okay! Dagan would be so thrilled, too… but Yumi is seeing things different… I bring myself to—No; I force myself to look at her with as much emotion and feeling as I can. I can see what she is seeing. I can watch it in her eyes like it is a movie playing on the television. Dagan grabs her by the throat. He pushes her down onto the dirt. There are tombstones around. It must be the graveyard. He lifts her up and pulls out a blade. He cuts her multiple times on her body, but mostly the face. With the wounds and the blood dripping from them her face is unrecognizable. He ties a noose in a rope and fastens it to a tree. He moves her body to one of the trees in the graveyard and places the noose around her neck. I want to stop him. I need to stop him, but I can't. He lets go of her body and she is strangled instantly. Her bleeding body dangles there lifeless. Her eyes are still opened, the pupils moving from the left and finally to the right, as if to take one last glance at Dagan. When her eyes close everything goes black. Then Yumi's body is thrown into this black field, descending it like a staircase, all the way down… into the nothing… Finally she splashes into water that runs red. Millions of other bodies appear. Suddenly everything begins to flicker and change. A black and white scene comes on. It shows the bloodied face of a woman that was hung, but I can't tell if it was Yumi or not. The cuts on her forehead bleed out to form the word: "Endless." Then a whisper comes in front of me. Is Yumi talking? No, not Yumi… It's her… My childhood memory… I thought I lost you! You were here after all! I knew it…! What…? Wait…? It's not you…? It's… It's not you? It's not…?

I snap back to reality. The very first thing I notice is how empty I feel. I look into my arms. They are empty. I look into the Ogawa house's window. It is empty. I look at the distance for the figure. All I see is empty. All I feel is empty. Can it be everything I know is empty, too? Am I chasing a dream; an empty childhood memory; one that has no substance here? No, but I saw her. I spoke with her. I held her hand once. She walked me the length of the village. She showed me the rose bushes. She picked me one… one that never withered—even after ten years. It is not empty. It is full of life. I have a purpose here. I will find her… I will see her one last time. I will restore her village… even if it kills me…

"Um…?" A quiet man talking behind me speaks. I quickly turn and take a picture. He raises his arms and cusses at me. He tells that he is not one of the spirits. He is actually a reporter that is supposed to be following Dagan on his quest. After my apology he tells me his name is Lee Hatari. The name does not strike me at first, until I think back on a yellow rose book that I found a while ago. Hatari is the name of one of the outsiders that an acquaintance with Kazua Tanaka head meant. When I ask him about his name, he smiles. "I was here when I was younger." He seems so calm and casual. "I was just a rookie reporter when I meant Mr. Murrioko. Murdock was a great man…" I glare at him.

"Was…? He's not dead… He's not…" I now glare away. I turn back to the Ogawa house. I wish so badly to storm off and enter the place. It strikes me as strange that now Yumi would not be here with me. It is chance that I meet Hatari. I long for Yumi to be with me. I know what it means if she had not really been in front of me. My dream… does come true. I see things differently now… My entire world is flipped upside down. I think long and hard about my existence here as a pawn in King Tanaka's chess board as Lee Hatari drabbles on about how much money he will make for his reports. Now it dawns on me… wait, if Hatari was here before, then why is he here now? He isn't a spirit. I took a picture, and the sensor function on my camera is not acting up. I face him once more and begin to poke him.

He becomes confused and requests that I stop, but I don't on his behalf. I stop because things go black and white again. I can faintly hear his mumbling, but I don't see him anymore. I can sense that he blindly chases me as I follow the form of Nanako Ohnishi. I can hear his questions on what is wrong and what am I following. Can't he see her? I can… I follow her as she remains to hold her head down and her hands clasped in each other. She slowly walks around the corner (to the right). Her spirit stops just after the turn. I jog up and find myself only an arm's reach from her. She is mellowing near the Shibata house entrance. I move to get closer when she starts speaking in a low whisper. "I came home… but everyone… died… but everyone… died…" Nanako Ohnishi does not sound like a fierce demon at first, but when everything falls dead quiet she changes her tone. Her voice is like a deep growl; like she has animosity breeding far within her. In the background to her grumbling are the random, faint whispers of a soft, harmonious female's voice. She seems to be talking about Nanako, and how much she loves her, and how they will be together forever. Is the voice…? Jun's? It would be a good guess, but a guess is all the better I could do for now. Nanako is speaking about her return. So… this is the real one?

"I left you alone… I left you because they would kill us… I didn't kill you… I came back… but everyone… died…" A sudden image pops up in my head of the villagers being slaughtered by Mika Aragaki. She is wearing the same kimono as before. Blood splatters as she slashes throats and tears limbs. Every villager she kills makes the red cloud around her bigger and darker. "We felt like no one would be able to understand us… … No one… I couldn't take you away… Never found another way… I went looking for you… for us… Lost… in the woods…" I can see the black and white scenery of the woods near the village. Nanako trudges through. She seems to be frantically searching for something or someone. "They brought everyone around… told them… told them I am dead… I'm not dead… I came back… I came back to see you… to show you another way… to get you out of here…" I can see Nanako Ohnishi holding the hand of her younger sister, Noriko. She walks her to the edge of the village near the Okura house. They stand at the gate. Nanako points outwards and smiles. Noriko claps her hands. Jun watches from her house. "I wanted to free you… to free you from this…" The smiles on Noriko's face are interrupted periodically by flashes of her being dragged and hung. The rope tightens around her neck and her eyes rolls back. Her lifeless body goes into the water and falls with the darkness underneath her.

"I didn't kill you…I could never kill you…" I thought it would be over, but something made the images in my mind seem deceptive. I remember the image I saw that showed Mika Aragaki standing over a dead body with a knife in her hands (Chapter 3). I was the dead body, however I get the same image now, but instead of me being the dead body, there is a girl that resembles Nanako. Her long, black hair covers her face. The image is the same, but the body… what does this mean? "I felt it… I felt it fall…" The darkness to which the waterfall led in the previous images of the Sacrifice is all I can see. Jun Okura's whispers are the only thing left. "I told you I would wait forever. Always, I said, always I would be here; waiting. But… you never came back… I never saw you… And… everyone had to die… everyone…" Nanako speaks at the same time as Jun. Nanako says, "But everyone… died…" And Jun says, "I killed… them…" The last few images are of a woman dressed like I was when I first entered the tunnel (Chapter 2). The villagers bleed below me. I cannot see her face, though. At the other end of the tunnel, a part of the vision I never saw before, is a woman dressed much the same. She has her back turned. When she goes to face the first woman the light from outside creates a large glare. Her face cannot be seen. The blood droplet down the cheek happens one more time, only I can see that it belongs to one of the well-dressed women. Her bloody tear lands on a white rose that she holds. The other woman (which ever one that would be) has her own bloody tear fall, only it falls into the darkness… just like it had when I first experienced the image of the bloody tear. Tomoya Okura's small voice laughs innocently. "I know where you can hide! No one will ever find you there! Come on!"

I feel a warm hand on my shoulder and my eyes jerk awake. I can see Nanako's form before me for a few seconds, but it vanishes. I turn around, but no one is there. I am alone again. I call out for Yumi, Dagan, and Lee, but there is no one. I touch where I had felt the hand. There is a small string draped over my shoulder. On one end is a tiny pouch. I open it up to see the Black Pearl! I hurry up and dash for the corner that I had come from. I don't see anyone around. Who could have placed it here? Who took it? It must have been Mika, right? "No one will ever find you!" I hear the voice of Tomoya once again. I close my eyes and whisper a soft 'thank you' just in case the person is around. I reach to take out my radio and notice something else. A scrapbook is on the ground. It appears to be more from the woman who was trapped here. I still haven't a clue on who she could be.

Woman's Recollection 4: "I lost him, forgot where I put him, never did hide him, and never will find this grave again… No, no… That's not right! It's not right! 1/7 Sometimes… 2/7 I see the child laugh. Don't remind me. I keep forgetting yOUU… YoUUO…3/7 Dark, dark, dark into the light… I can see what it looks like. With this light, I can see what the night looks like. Poems… writing never ends… Gone… gone… I'm done…4/7 Stupid words 5/7 She felt alone, and I took her with me. It's not me… I didn't find you. I lost him again. Along the trail… near the stones… Letters…6/7 SHUT UP! 7/7"

Black Pearl: Woman's Voice (Stiff, sarcastic tone at first, sad, sorrowful tone later, violent background noises): "I knew you would run. You chickened out on me, didn't you! I thought this would happen. You let him get to you, didn't you? Nanako, how could you believe in those twisted words? Was it the school? Tsk, tsk, tsk… Go figure… I knew you would run… leave me here… to die… … … … … … … … … …I miss you…Nanako, I'm sorry… I am sorry for whatever I did that made you run from me… Come back, please? We can make things better… We can leave… TOGETHER this time… or we could die… We could die… If you want to… … … If you want to… I will be waiting. Whatever you want me to do, I will do for you! I-I'm sorry about Noriko… I'm sorry… … She… she had to die, Nanako. She had to! If you love me, then you will forgive me… Why did you run? It's… It's Miaka, isn't it? You… you fell for her, didn't you…? (Changed voice into something sadistic and dark) WELL, IF YOU HADN'T RAN, THIS WOULD NEVER HAVE HAPPENED! NOW EVERYONE'S DEAD!"

I can only be stunned. Was it really Jun Okura and Nanako having the affair, or was it Miaka and Jun, or even Miaka and Nanako? There seems to be a different angle to all of this. Jun Okura and Miaka Aragaki used Nanako's disappearance to account for their affair, right? However, when Nanako was around Jun Okura and she was a couple. Mika Aragaki walked to the Shibata house with Miaka, only Miaka was actually Jun Okura dressed up. The real Miaka Aragaki was dressed as Nanako Ohnishi and stayed at her home. Noriko knew something was not right. Mika and Miaka vowed to kill and silence her. However, in the spirit stone it seems Jun Okura apologizes to Nanako for Noriko's death. Did the real Nanako and Jun have an affair? I thought for sure that Jun might be naming Nanako to cover up for her lover, Miaka. Now it seems as though she might really be speaking to the real Nanako. I sigh in confusion. The triangle is not as simple as I have thought it to be. Perhaps… Jun didn't know that the fake Nanako was Miaka… Maybe that is why Mika and Miaka were the ones that urged to kill Noriko so fast… Maybe Miaka had always loved Jun… Maybe she made Nanako get lost… And maybe Jun only dressed up as Miaka as a favor for Mika. I hear Gerald bellow back toward the Ogawa house. "I left her something…!" I head back there.

I enter the Ogawa house to see it is a large, one-floor home. When I first step in I see nothing but the rotting wood of the floor and the empty gloom of a spacious room. Some tattered, blue curtains hang down and sway about. Faded rose designs are on them. The roses have since lost their color on the fabric. I am sure it has something to do with the two blue rose books I have found that belong to the Ogawa Priest. It is hard to see anything. I skip over the two small steps that lead to a higher part of the room. They do not serve any purpose, honestly. As I keep walking I get the feeling that there is a pair of mischievous eyes upon me. Occasionally the ghostly giggle of Noriko buzzes in my ear. It is not until I reach the far end of the room that I see my first object: a carving knife. I pick it up. On the blade is a sketch of the Ogawa house stained there in blood. I look up to see that I am near the dine room and kitchen area. I can see the door just before me. On the right wall is an altar/religious room. It spans most of that wall. A prayer/study is closest to the entrance on the left wall. On the right wall is a lone room. It is enormous and says something that I have been wondering about this entire time: the name of the village that I am stuck in. The room…? It's the "Red Village Shrine."

The kitchen and dine refuse to open. After I try the door I hear Noriko's giggles again, only this time they sound like they are coming from within this very house. Everything goes black and white. I panic. I do not know why, but a sudden urge to run comes upon me. Noriko does not stop giggling. I gasp for air, almost like I am drowning. My lungs burn as I make haste for the exit. The door won't budge. A white form pushes straight through the wall. It almost grabs me. It's a spirit, but I cannot tell who it is because it appears to be nothing but a white blur. I can only see bare feet when it steps and bare arms when it reaches for me. I run to the closest door—prayer/study. It opens and I shut it quickly behind me. I lock the door… and realize how stupid that is.

The room is small. A desk built into the wall has an ink feather and some sheets of blank paper on it. A lit candle is on each side of the desk. A portrait of the goddess I saw in the Yoshiawa house is on the wall above it. Piles and piles of sheets of paper are stacked around the rest of the room. All are written on the same kind of paper with the same kind of ink feather. Is this all he did in this room? Nothing else about this prayer/study strikes me as significant until I begin to notice what is on the papers. Poems…? I scam over a few. Most are titled in a different language, and a few written in such, but it is clear they are poems. All of them are either for, or about a woman named Faranika. I look up to the portrait of the goddess. Could this be her name? Suddenly the image of the well-dressed women with the bloody tears comes back to me for a split second. I see the one tear fall to the rose, and the other to the darkness. I snap out of it as something knocks on the door. "Tetsu…? Are you in there, Tetsu?"

I yell for the feminine strange to go away! I don't want to be killed. I will not accept my fate anymore. I've come this far. I can find a way out now. I know I can. Things change, though. Gerald's voice mumbles something on the other side of the door. "Well, it's not in here…" I can hear his footsteps walking away. Things are quiet. My camera's sensor function starts to beam with a blue light. I raise it and take a picture of the door. From the door emerges an image of the white-blurry spirit. Its bare arms reach out and its feet step forward. It's the White Face photo (unknown spirit). The ghost is gone now. I feel it is safe to leave. I open the door carefully. No one is there except Gerald. He enters the door next to mine, which would be for the altar/religious room. I follow him, although I really want to see the shrine for my own eyes…

I enter the large empty space. It is much like the entrance. The place is dark. It does not just look gloomy; it feels like gloom. It is the word itself. I step in to see nothing but candles on the ground and dangling dolls from the ceilings. The dolls are all dressed like females that could belong to this village. They spaced out and carry name tags. I look to the right of me to see a very big portrait of the goddess. It covers the wall completely. On the far side are rows of windows and more pictures of the goddess. Faded scrolls are near, and through the windows I can see Tanaka house. Everything is black, though. I make my way to the other side of the altar/religious room. Statues are molded throughout the room of the goddess doing different poses. In some she is with children, others with elders, and most lending helping hands to the seemingly blind or deaf. When I reach the far end (to the left of the entrance) I see a large altar. It carries another large portrait of the goddess. Surrounding it are paintings of young women who must have belonged to the village. Their faces are torn, but I can recognize them by the clothes they wear; they are the dolls! "We live happily ever after…" The voice of what seems like thousands of different girls rings behind me. The dolls sway, even though there is no wind. I begin to read their name tags as they fall from the ceiling one by one. The first one starts by the entrance, and then they make their way around the room and back to the altar.

Jun Okura, Kaname Shibata, Mika Aragaki, Masaki Fukai, Minoru Tsukamoto, Nojima Gyota, Noriko Ohnishi, Nina Tanaka, Koji Raharo, Motori Yamaguchi, and then the last one… You…

I am before the religious altar staring at the collapsed doll that is dressed like me. Its face scratched out. I look up at the portraits. My picture is there. Unlike the rest of the pictures, my face is still there. I feel like suddenly crying. I want to weep out so badly. Why the hell is this going on? What is happening to me? I don't understand! I don't get any of this! A lone text book lies underneath the altar on the ground. I must have overlooked it before. Through grinding teeth I curse a loud this forsaken village and snatch the text up. I flip open to see; not to my surprise, only a few sheets of paper are left. A few have blood smears at the top of the page like someone was bleeding while reading this. I am not concerned. I have seen this before.

Blue Rose Book 3: "Master Tanaka ordered the Defacement of thirteen daughters. Two of them are missing. They will be Defaced as soon as they return. They cannot make it past the Red Trail. The Red Water runs everywhere this time of the year… this Blood Season… our favorite season… 1/6 While the Church sets up for the Defacing I noticed something out of the ordinary. Now, the Church is always organized and proper; no mistakes, not one imperfection at all. However, while gathering the ropes I noticed the strange number of them. There was one extra. Thinking it was a senile mistake made by one of our elder Priests, I take it to Master Tanaka. He blesses every rope before they are used. Could he have missed this? I doubted it. When I question him, his face becomes red and swollen. He cursed me and snatched it from my hands. He mumbled something. I turned away. It is not my business. I will ask for forgiveness from our Red Goddess. I have angered our Master…2/6 (Page is blank. There are ink and blood smears.) 3/6 I'm glad he forgave me for angering him. I am honored that he trusted me with---(Smears) 4/6 (Blotches and smears all over) 5/6 I found her. It seems upon coming back someone kept her locked in the lighthouse. Who would have the key? Miyamoto Okura died. He was the Keeper Priest. He had all access to the lighthouse and Red Trail… … … Could it be… that sh--- (Smears) 6/6

I hear fast approaching footsteps on this wood floor. They are coming at me! Thud, thud, thud… THUD, THUD, THUD! I turn quickly from reading the book. As I look I hear the glass-shattering screech of someone in pain and the sudden face of someone. For an instant they might have looked like me! I think they are going to hit me, so I raise my arms up, shout 'no!', and close my eyes. I am thrown back onto my side. My head hits off of the ground. Blood trickles out of my mouth as my eyes cannot seem to focus. I didn't feel being thrown back until now. I get the sharp pain of my body jerking. I get the throbbing stab of my head meeting with the hard wood floor. I can smell the fresh drip from my nose. The red… the red falls to the ground… I can see the black… I can almost grab the rose… Am I alone? No, she is over me… watching… making sure I get out… I get out… I get out… that I… "Miaka? Miaka, where are you? I've been looking everywhere for you!" I hear Mika's voice. She is warm. She is not mad at me. Wait… Miaka…? That's not me… It's not…"Miaka, why are you dressed like that…? We have to go to school. Come on, now, hurry up! Miaka…? Miaka…? Miaka…" Her voice turns frantic. I can almost see her face… almost… Mika… lean in closer… "Miaka, what is that! What's going on! What's happening! Miaka…! MIAKA!" My head shifts and my eyes start to focus. I can see a white light at first. Then the white decreases in size. It shows the white-blurry spirit. I snap out of my trance quickly and start to crawl back away. I can see it is on hands and knees crawling after me. It extends a hand and latches onto my ankle. I hear a whispering female voice: "It only hurts… because you can't see my face…" I kick her hand away because of the burning feel. She falls back. I make a dash for the door. All of the dolls now have white paint over their faces. I look back at the portraits and can see mine has started to tear away. Does it mean something? I leave the room as the white blurry spirit starts to come for me.

I see Gerald's spirit going for the Red Village Shrine. He stops just short of the door. He looks at me. He sees me. I can feel it! I freeze instantly. He looks down at the ground. "I know where I left it now…" He enters the Shrine room. I go to head for him. Something is on the door. It is a mirror. At first I think nothing of it, but when I go to grab for the doorknob I see my reflection. My face… it's a blurry, white mess! And the white-blurry spirit walks out of the door. She appears almost normal. I can see her face if she was a bit closer! I turn around. No one is there. I look back at the mirror. My face is back to the way it was before. I grab at it. I listen to Gerald's weeping from beyond the door. I weep along with him while grabbing at my facial features. Who am I? I'm in so much pain… It hurts… What am I doing here…? This village is just like an empty, black canvas without people… and I am the lone creature… a creature without a name, just a face… Just a white face in a dark, dark place…

End

Chapter Nine

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Next time: All of the Lonely Roses

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Author's Note

Here is the rundown, chapter-by-chapter of the text/stones. Please understand that not all of the identities are exposed as of yet: in example—every one of the Woman's Recollection texts, alright? Answers to review questions are located below the texts/stones.

Chapter One: Texts—Woman's Recollection 1 (not known), Woman's Recollection 2 (not known) Stones—(none)

Chapter Two: Texts—(none) Stones—Pink Crystal (a male villager), Blue Gem (Tomoya Okura), Blood Red Rock (Mika Aragaki)

Chapter Three: Texts—Yellow Rose Book 1 (Kaname Shibata), Yellow Rose Book 2 (Kaname Shibata) Stones—(none)

Chapter Four: Texts—Woman's Recollection 3 (not known), Red Rose Book 1 (Jun Okura), Monroe Accounts 1 (Murdock Murrioko), Jun's Note (Jun Okura) Stones—Blue Crystal (Miaka Aragaki/Nanako Ohnishi), Rough Cut Ruby (Tomoya Okura), Turquoise Gem (Tomoya Okura)

Chapter Five: Texts—Monroe Accounts 2 (Murdock Murrioko) Stones—Lazulite (Gerald Hemmingway), Blood Red Chrysolla (Jun Okura)

Chapter Six: Texts—Unknown 1 (Suke Aragaki), Unknown 2 (Suke Aragaki), Unknown 3 (Suke Aragaki), Newspaper Clipping (the, uh, newspaper!), Blue Rose Book 1 (Tetsu Ogawa), Stones—Emerald, Small (Suke Aragaki)

Chapter Seven: Texts—Yoshinori's Diary 1 (Yoshinori Suda), Blue Rose Book 2 (Tetsu Ogawa) Stones—Faintly Glowing Gem (Yoshinori Suda)

Chapter Eight: Texts—Yoshinori's Diary 2 (Yoshinori Suda), Ijima's Notebook (Ijima Sutuki), Scraps From Bedroom 1 (Noriko Ohnishi), Scraps From Bedroom 2 (Noriko Ohnishi), Scraps From Bedroom 3 (Noriko Ohnishi), Scraps From Bedroom 4 (Noriko Ohnishi) Stones—Crystalline Gem (Miaka Aragaki)

Chapter Nine: Texts—Woman's Recollection 4 (not known), Blue Rose Book 3 (Tetsu Ogawa) Stones—Black Pearl (Jun Okura)

I hope this helped some. I welcome any questions about the story, too. I will answer as best that I can.

I have looked over the reviews and see that I did receive some questions! Here we go:

Fallen Akaichou—The writer of the recollections is not yet revealed. The Tanaka house will be featured in either chapter ten or eleven. The Yellow Rose Book was written by someone who took care of Nina. Nina is, of course, the Tanaka daughter. That plot will be explored then.

Eternal Memories—You really want to know where I get the names? Haha, look at the credits for Fatal Frame II: Crimson Butterfly, Silent Hill 4, and Resident Evil 4. I get the Japanese names from the creators… haha… Nice, huh?

Sin—The Triangle plot is still be uncovered, as depicted in this chapter. I don't really want to give anything away, nor do I really want the character to discover everything all in one chapter. Who knows? Maybe the Triangle's twists will end in the last chapter? Or maybe the sequel? Hah, I like suspense, mystery, and a sense of uncomfortable aloneness. It's a favorite mood!

RottenDarkness—If you would like me to check out any of your work, please let me know. I would be honored, too!