Sayori squirmed underneath her restraints. Her arms became numb to the stings of the ropes. She was growing weaker by the minute. It had been roughly four hours since she was entrapped. No food, no water…Sayori became desperate. She leaned forward to prop her legs on the ground. Her legs sluggishly reinvigorated from the lack of usage but the first trudge forward.

"Have to stop her," Sayori kept telling herself. She had to.

Monika was hunched over her phone mindlessly sending text after text to Sayori. Her eyes became a red-hue color. Her fingers were madly tapping on the digital keyboard. Still despite all this, no response came from Sayori's end. Monika's fears bubbled to the surface.

SAYORI, where r u?

SAYORI, PLEEZE RSPND

R U DER SAYORI?

SAYORI, PLZ PK UP!

"Monika, you're going to hurt your eyes if you keep staring that closely to your phone," Yuri warned.

"I know, I know. But as you can see, I am really worried here."

Natsuki tapped her chin deep in thought. "Did Sayori have to go somewhere? Maybe that's the reason why she is not responding."

"Aside from saying she was going to help you with Yuri, no," Monika answered.

Anthy ripped a small hole in the game's reality and peered through it. "Sayori?"

The initial idea that Anthy had in mind was that somehow Sayori slipped into the inner mechanisms of the game maybe from tampering with some of its code. But, as expected, there was no sign of the coral-haired girl. Ako looked underneath couch cushions and in closet doors. Anthy noticed this and chuckled at it.

"What's so funny?" Ako asked.

"You, babe," Anthy responded. "Sayori would not have been in the closet or cushions anyway."

Ako frowned and crossed her arms. "I suppose you're right. But I'm just really on edge about what happened to my friend."

Anthy lightly tapped Ako's shoulders. "I promise you that nothing bad will happen to her. Not if I have anything to say about that."

A smile slowly spread across her face. "I believe you."

Anthy wiped a tear from Ako's eye and caresses some of her hair strands. She then leaned into kiss her. Kisses shared between the two did range on the "weird" side of the spectrum basically amounting to an ink blot 1930s toon kissing one of those chain chomps from the Super Mario series. As Anthy was in a perpetual state where she was forced to smile despite the tonal whiplash, Ako at best was kissing her shark teeth. It was…awkward yet endearing.

Yuri continued watching Monika's hectic texting unnerved that she was unable to be of much use to her friend. While thinking heavily on it, she was startled by a sudden voice. Though it should not have surprised her as the voice was coming from within her mind.

"OMG look at you are thinking so hard there. You're gonna give yourself a major headache there!"

Yuri turned and sighed. She knew that blue-haired girl anywhere from miles wide. "Oh, it's you, she groaned."

"Of course, it's me," the Perfect Yuri. "I mean how can you possibly forget about me since I live in your smelly mind anyway."

"Now's not the time for this meaningless dribble," Yuri emphasized, "can you even see that?"

The Perfect Yuri scoffed. "Of course, I can; I have perfect stats after all."

"You did not think of putting those 'perfect' stats to the test?" Yuri joked under her breath.

The Perfect Yuri covered half of her face and laughed her borderline deranged "noblewoman" shrill. "OF COURSE! I just need to talk to that shark girl for a moment, so you should kind of…break up the session she and that other girl are having."

Yuri groaned, but she did as the Perfect Yuri commanded. Now, Anthy was just speaking to Ako mostly of minor stuff like what Ako had been drawing lately. Yuri still thought of it wrong to intrude, but it was the perfect opportunity.

"Uh, Anthy, may I inquire of you in secret?"

Anthy looked at Yuri and back at Ako. "I'll be right back, babe."

Anthy followed Yuri to another room and Yuri inhaled deeply. Her purple hair immediately transformed into blue hair alongside her once purple eyes. Anthy tilted her head in curiosity. "So, you have also jumped the bandwagon on this whole relationship malarkey." The Perfect Yuri pretended to gag.

Anthy rolled her eyes. "Well, once you find someone who's just as obsessed with you like you are yourself, that is none of your business."

"Chill, girl, I kid, I kid. Still see that your face is stuck that way."

"Do you want me to bite you in half?" Anthy threatened. "Just tell me what you want to know."

The Perfect Yuri laughed again, flashing her fangs. "It's simple: I want to have your powers."

Anthy raised an eyebrow. "Are you being serious right now?"

"Why would I be joking?" The Perfect Yuri sat down crossing her legs to allow the sides of her slit dress to be exposed. "From your jumpiness, I can tell that you are having a problem with the game."

"Oh, is it that obvious?" Anthy blushed embarrassingly.

The Perfect Yuri leaned closer to Anthy to meet her face. "If there was some virus that had been inserted into the game, do you know how disastrous that would be?"

"Well, yeah, duh," Anthy responded. "It would effect all of us."

"It would infect me," The Perfect Yuri clarified, "If something happens to that angsty teen I'm sharing a body with, you are dead meat, capuche?"

"Self-serving as usual, I see," Anthy replied, "you really are the worst character in the game, aren't you?"

"I choose to view myself as above such trivial labels," The Perfect Yuri bragged, "but if there is something wrong with the game, for all that is sacred, let me help you."

Anthy sighed. "Alright, alright, deal."

The Perfect Yuri's smile reared again as psychotic as ever. "Excellent! Now, if you excuse me, Yuri has to go powder her nose."

Yuri excelled, becoming herself again. Her cheeks reddened from the feeling of pressure on her bladder. "Oh, dear! Pardon me!"

Yuri gets out of her seat and races towards the bathroom. Anthy took her seat, plopping down on it in exhaustion. "Am I really gonna give a narcissistic sociopath like her essentially reality-warping powers?"

In the other room, Monika was being held back by Natsuki and Ako. She was making a grab for her phone, clearly in immense distress. The phone was on a stool laying there. Tempting her. Making the urge to text one last time fill the teenage girl's mind. But the definition of insanity was doing something over and over expecting different results.

"C'mon, Monika, this is not helping!" Natsuki grunted.

"But I need to make sure nothing happened to my baby!" Monika whined.

Ako's grip on the club president was weakening fast. Ako, for all intents and purposes, was never an athletic or agile girl. She could run fast, though. Anthy walked into the room shocked. "What? I was gone for at least half a minute, what happened!?"

Ako looked at Anthy. "Help us with Monika please; she's deluded!"

Anthy shrugged. She nonchalantly walked over and snagged Monika's cell phone. "What are you doing?!" Monika shouted.

Anthy browsed through the messages left on Monika's phone, seeing that there was one that was one that was recently sent. "Hey, there's a message from Sayori here."

Ako and Natsuki released their grips on the brown-haired girl with the ponytail, and she practically toppled over Anthy to get it. "Oy! Watch it, lady."

"Sorry, sorry, sorry," Monika answered sincerely. "But I'm really happy to see that Sayori is okay."

She giddily glanced at the text message. It was seemingly from her precious girlfriend alright. It resembled her manner of speaking right down to the emojis. Monika blushed and swiftly typed up a response. Monika sighed upon finishing, relieved that at least the worst was over.

"Well, don't leave us hanging, Monika," Natsuki said, "tell us where Sayori is."

"She's at the mall," Monika replied, "she said that the reason she didn't call was because of her cell phone being turned off due to it being low in its battery usage."

"Ah, that makes sense," Ako said.

"Well, we should best be on our way to greet her then," Anthy noted.