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Chapter Two
Moon Kitty 2005
January 15, 2006
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Shinichi grit his teeth in a nervous gesture as he stared up at the large house. At first he had thought the rumors had had no merit, simply rumor to stare off the children, but now that he stood directly in front of the house, he understood how they were founded. Chills were working their way down his back. His legs were yelling at him to run, but his detective brain wouldn't listen. He wanted to figure out this mystery.
Wait! What the hell was thathis mind yelled at him in alarm as his eyes caught sight of a slight movement in the second story window. It was probably nothing. It's all right. Probably a mouse or something. We're only going in for a second.
He pried the rusty bolt of the gate open with some difficulty and stepped up to the door, pushing it open. It was amazing how thick and heavy it was.
Finally inside, Shinichi looked around, taking in the dusty, worn mess that was the house. There was at least an inch of dust covering the linoleum floor, save for recent tracks made my mice and teenagers. He walked slowly into the living room, smirking and rolling his eyes when he noticed the sleeping bags on the floor.
Whoever abandoned this house must have left a long time ago. I don't know why they just don't tear it down. Continuing investigating the house, he turned down the hallway, passing by what looked like an office or a library. Something in the pit of his gut yelled at him not to enter that room. He didn't know why, but the feeling coming off of that room wasn't very comforting.
He found a small staircase and climbed it, being especially careful of the squeaking steps. Once he was on the second floor, he was faced with a hallway with three doors. Glancing in the first one, he could deduce that it must have been the master bedroom. The sheer size of it was enormous, bigger than his room by two times. Just as he was about to close the door, there was a loud scratching from the closet.
Eyes wide, he turned toward the sound slowly, the hair on the back of his neck raising up. He walked over to the closet slowly, telling himself, It's a mouse or something.
A second later, he found out that it was indeed a mouse, and he sighed in relief as it scurried away. But what exactly was he scratching at? Wait, what's that crack in the floor? Near the floorboard, there was a slit. He walked inside the closet and reached into his book bag, fishing out his small flashlight. He shined it on the floor, then up the door until two words shined back at him:
Ran's room
There was a hidden room! Did the people who cleaned the house out even know about this room? As he opened the door cautiously, pushing away cobwebs, he realized that they hadn't.
The room was covered with soft pinks and purples, lace curtains covering a small window that looked out toward the backyard. The furniture was still there, though it wasn't the regular furniture one would see in a bedroom. There was a small loveseat situated in the corner, and a small writing table in the other corner. A small table, most probably used for eating was in there, as well as a bunch of dusty pillows in the other corner.
Most likely, Shinichi thought, this was the place she went to escape everything. It was probably a little sanctuary.
He felt a little weird. He was invading this girl's privacy, and he didn't even know her. He went to turn and leave when he shined his flashlight on a small blue book. His curiosity piqued, he strolled over and sat at the writing table, picking up the book and turning to a random page and noticing the small, feminine handwriting.
'Kishida told me that I'm doing much better with my roundhouse kick. I think I might even win my black belt at the tournament next month. Dad says sometimes he wishes he didn't sign me up for classes. I like to use my karate to "persuade" him when he doesn't like what I have to say.' -Ran, 4/19/46
Shinichi smiled and chuckled a little, flipping a few pages forward.
'I have a crush on Katsuyoshi, but I doubt that he even returns my affections. I may seem nice on the outside, but Sonoko is the only one who can see the real me. Come to think of it, I doubt Katsuyoshi even knows me. I don't know if what I feel for Katsuyoshi is real. Will I ever find my true love?' -Ran, 4/23/46
Typical girlish fantasies, he thought, turning the page to find the very last entry.
'I don't know why, but for the past few days I've had a queasy feeling in my stomach. Like something big is about to happen. I don't exactly know what it is, and it's hard to explain, but...' -Ran, 5/2/46
Shinichi turned the page, only to find stark whiteness staring back at him. That really was the last entry. Why didn't she finish? What happened to their family? This entire house is shrouded in mystery.
Shinichi froze, the book falling from his hands as a soft tinkling sound filled the room. He turned slightly on his chair, eyes wide as he stared into a pair of sparking indigo eyes.
"Boo."
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Authoress Notes:
I know it's short! Sheesus! All the chapters for this story are going to be. That's just how it is! So there! ((reviewers get mad and start chasing me with pitchforks)) ACK! ((starts running and hides in a well)) I'm trying, I really am! But it's hard to fit in more than that without ruining the story. As far as I'm considered, it doesn't really matter how long the chapters are, as long as the story gets finished, right! Right! See you! (DON'T BE A LURKER! REVIEW!)
