A/n: I am so sorry for taking so long I just want to make sure everything I write is pretty or exactly to the point of the story so I have to go back and edit so much times. .. Here is chapter 3 hopefully it turned out good. As always Please leave a review!!

Disclaimer: I do not own Fatal Frame 2. Sure wish I did……..

Warning: This is going to be a violent fic that in later or now chapters, just heeding you all before you read. But then again, it should be nothing different than when you played the video games. Also, there are tons of typos and grammar errors… I don't have a beta for this story…

Chapter 3: Something amiss…

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I woke the next take to a horrible tremor which shook the entire house. The women in the red kimono, though somewhat silent was standing at my door with a small candle illuminating her features. Though it was clear the sun had risen, this house always had a strange eerie darkness to it.

I stood and walked past her, opening the door which lead to a nicely placed bridge. I bowed to the woman who seemed to enjoy traveling the bridge and turned my attention to the town below. At first nothing seemed amiss, except the sudden dimming of the sun. I didn't look up, figuring it to be the clouds passing over, but I was suddenly snapped from my gaze by the sad gasp from the woman standing beside me. I looked towards her, and couldn't help the over whelming curiosity that grew within me. The look she had was so sad, but at the same time, there was some deep fear I could not perceive just yet.

I noticed also that the majority of the village had come from their homes, they know kneeled on their knees, tears in their eyes and immense fear evident. They seemed to be preying, but I didn't think of it long another violent tremor ripped through the town and I had to brace myself to keep from falling over.

It was then I noticed it, a small glowing crimson butterfly, it seemed to flutter mere feet from my view, leaving a trail of fading red sparkles in its wake, it rose to join thousands of others, that flew in such a number… I finally understood why it had gotten so dim.

I did what I always have done I started thinking. Obviously these butterflies had a obvious connection to the ritual as did the violent tremors. I walked back inside, sitting at my desk and started my next installment in the journal….

"For several days, earthquakes have increased in frequency. At the

same time, Crimson Butterflies are swarming, sometimes blocking the

sun.

Somehow, they look sad. Villagers that see them put their hands

together in prayer. The entire village has a weight of impending

doom.

The village is quite fearful of the earth's fury. Perhaps the Crimson

Sacrifice Ritual is performed to purify the ground.

In the past, every area had some type of ground purifying ceremony.

Many of these offered sacrifices to try to calm the gods. If that

custom still remains today, it explains the stillness in the village.

The Twin Shrine Maidens must be the "guardian deities" of this village.

The guardian deities, the Twin Shrine Maidens, have become Crimson

Butterflies, and return to the village."

I didn't get far into the analysis when Munakata entered he seemed distressed and naturally it worried me a bit. I placed the pen down and walked over to him trying to reassure him with a smile, but as much of one as a mentor should give their student.

"What's wrong Munakata? Have you located Itsuki and Mutsuki?" He seemed to avoid my gaze, thinking of how to put something, it only furthered my curiosity.

"I couldn't find them, I looked everywhere I could. Neither of them seem to be in the village. At least out of sight of anywhere in the village…" I could only nod, looking out the door to the streets. Where could they be? Was it possible… It might but I couldn't be sure…

I placed a hand on his shoulders trying to reassure him, and decided business should be first. If we continue this investigation… it may reveal their whereabouts in out search. I set me mind to it and returned my gaze to my student.

"Munakata… I am going to head to the Ceremony master's household and further my research on the ritual… In doing so I will also look out for you're friends." He only nodded as I passed him and made my way to Ryokan-dono's residence.

Once there I found some useful information, I furrowed my brows at the amount of books before me, as each word seemed to sink into my mind. This thing, the repentance… was it connected to the earthquakes? The way to stop it, I found was two separate ceremonies. One was visible, the entire village knew of it… the other a hidden one incase of failure… curious.

I returned home again, bowing to the Kiryu woman and sitting beside my student. Ryozo still seemed worried, chewing his lip gently. I felt sorry for him, I wish I had found his friends… But I hadn't and I didn't dare ask a villager, besides they didn't like to talk… in away… they seemed both happy to see me… and afraid…

I pulled out another section of my pages, lifting the pen to it I started to write once again in the same day, ignoring the tremors shaking the entire town…:

"Ancient village records have been stored in the Ceremony Master's

house. Many discuss the legends, folktales or rituals of the village.

There are sure to be many records of folklore value.

The Forbidden Ritual is also called the Crimson Sacrifice Ritual.

Twins are used to help seal the gate to hell. There are two parts.

The Visible Ceremony, which occurs periodically, and if it fails,

a Hidden Ceremony is performed.

If all the ceremonies fail, the gate to hell will open, the dead

will pour out, and the skies will go dark. They call this disaster

the "Repentance".

The whereabouts of Munakata's friends, the twin boys Itsuki and

Mutsuki, are unknown, which is a little troubling. If they are

found, I might be able to ask about the village."

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