Chapter two. Im sorry if there appears to be any formatting errors or something of the like, I had some trouble with Microsoft Word.

Disclaimer: I dont own any characters in Fatal Frame.

Miku sat on the couch, ceremoniously petting the head of the small, black cat that sat on her lap as she sipped delicately at the hot, dark liquid in her mug. Since she had woken up in the early morning, the haunting melody from her dreams echoing inside of her head and refused to relent.

The soft padding of Rei moving down the steps filled her ears, startling the pale female. Before she knew it, the mug slipped out of her fingers and collided with the floor in a smash, staining the rug with coffee. Ruri leaped off the couch to lap up the liquid while still avoiding the shards scattered on the ground.

"Miku!" Rei exclaimed in concern, running over and laying her hands on her friend's shoulder and arm. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Miku replied, clearly lying. "I was just…surprised, is all. Do you need something?"

Rei held out two photos to Miku and let her friend take them. The quality of the pictures appeared to be rather old, though it was apparent that they were new. The first picture was of a small girl, pale with long hair, in priestess clothing. In one hand was a stake and in the other a hammer. Miku flipped to the second picture. There was no mistake about it. These were the ghosts from her dreams. The woman seemed to be completely covered in a shade of blue, her top mysteriously missing from her body. A layer of tattoos covered her as if to shield the eyes of those looking at her. The woman's hair hung down over her face, making her appearance even more menacing.

"I'll need you to do some investigating on those photos." Rei said, not noticing Miku's change of state from paranoid to wide-eyed and undyingly fearful.

Miku only nodded, her lips pursed tight as she lifted herself up from the couch and walked over to door leading into the entry way. She opened the door and walked over to the entry, slipping her slippers off and putting her shoes on. She picked up a bright pink umbrella, opened it outside, and left the house with it.

WHOO TIME LAPSE

Miku walked up the few steps of the museum and opened the heavy wooden door. Her first stop in acquiring research, if she could find any sort of pictures that matched the photos then maybe she could find some sort of information. She quickly began walking down the halls, scanning the eggshell walls for some sort of painting that could possibly give her a lead to go on. Miku stopped abruptly in front of one that she found particularly disturbing, though not having anything in particular to do with her investigation.

The painting showed a man in robes and a hat on his head. A strange piece of paper covered his face and in one hand he had a butcher knife covered in blood. His position had him leaned back ready to launch his arm forward and take off a part of the unfortunate person who happened to be in his way. Miku was put off by this image and continued walking.

She stopped again. This time was not to stop at a painting she found particularly frightening, but rather, a picture that matched the one she was holding in her hand. It was the picture of the girl holding the stake and hammer. She was not alone in this picture, however. There were three other girls, each holding their own stake and hammer. All four of the girls stood next to each other with their hands folded over themselves, their tools held tightly in their hands. Simply by looking it was obvious that these girls had a sad, sorrowful tale by their faces. The faces on these girls were not the ones of normal, happy girls. None of them bore a smile but rather, a grave look of foreboding. For a moment, Miku could no longer feel resentment for these girls and a feeling of sympathy and pity washed over her.

"It's an interesting picture, isn't it?" An older voice from behind Miku said, causing her to turn around startled. "I didn't mean to scare you if I did." He said. "I'm Kei Amakura. Are you researching the pictures, also?"

"Yes. My employer, Rei Kurosawa sent me to investigate some pictures for her." Miku answered, her voice trembling as she held up the picture for him to see.

"Rei Kurosawa? A friend of mine, Yuu Aso, is getting engaged to a Rei Kurosawa. Perhaps it is the same one?" Kei inquired.

Miku's voice dropped down lower than before, not wanting to deliver the news. "…Yuu Aso died in a car accident not too long ago." Kei was taken aback by what she said.

"I'm sorry to hear that." He muttered. The two of them grew quiet for a moment before Miku began to speak again.

"Perhaps...you could tell me about this picture? I do not know much as to where to start so any help would be-"

"For a friend of Yuu Aso's previous engagement? Yes. Would now be fine if you're not busy?"

Miku nodded and left the museum with Kei. Outside, a wave of fatigue hit her, but she ignored it as they drove on to a restaurant where they could discuss the photograph.

Miku set up a tape recorder and a notebook on the table at their booth so she may properly record the conversation. A waitress set down two glasses of water and Miku was hit with another wave of fatigue. She shook her head for a moment and looked up at Kei. "I'll be back in a moment." She said, not waiting for his response as she walked quickly to the restroom.

She headed toward a sink and splashed water onto her face, shaking her head in an attempt to alert herself. It had no positive effect, and rather made her even more tired. She heard a slap against the mirror and darted her head up. A woman in blue, her eyes gouged out with blood running down them fiercely, her long dark hair going past her shoulders. Her hand, adorned with needles in place of her nails, scratched down the length of the mirror, making an unsettling scratching noise which was torture against the frail Miku's psyche. She blinked rapidly, her heart beating as if trying to escape from her chest. Her balance was going and she found herself down on the floor, sprawled out. To her dismay, Miku was once again drifting into the land of dreams…and nightmares…
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Sorry this took so long. I was having some trouble with where to take the story next, but I knew it was going to end with Miku having another dream. I just didn't know how yet.