Chapter 24: Riptide: Act Two

5:15 P.M Day Ten

Waterworld

Aquarium

"Darling, I believe you're in good hands. Lari and I are going to check out the sports shop. If we're meeting at the pool later this evening, we might as well look more stylish," Chloe mused as she offered Haruto and Annabelle a coy wink.

The Knight shook her head in response, though a faint smile played upon her lips. "Lady Annabelle, Lord Haruto, we shall see you both soon." She and Chloe walked towards the exit.

"Whoa, aren't they so freaking cool?! I wanna be just like them when I get bigger!" Annabelle said with an infectious grin before looking up at Haruto. "You think I could become a knight or as graceful as Chloe?"

"I'm more than certain of that, Anna," the boy said with a tired smile. "You have the passion for it, after all."

The Ultimate Forensic Investigator peered back into the platypus exhibit before her smile wilted slightly. "Something is bothering you, ain't it? Grown ups do that a lot, ya know? They smile when they really don't wanna. Most of them don't think I notice, but I'm not that oblivious."

Haruto blinked, and then let out a soft chuckle. "You're too smart for me." He looked at the fish and the platypi for a moment before asking an important question. "Anna… do I coddle or baby you too much? Please, be honest with me."

"Yup, but you're not the only one. It gets frustrating sometimes, but I know people really mean well. Maybe sometimes I do need protecting; if it wasn't for Chloe or Tiana, I wouldn't be here," Annabelle admitted with a shrug of her shoulders. "I think most everyone has their hearts in the right place, but my age shouldn't make me special or anything. My life isn't any more important, ya know? I don't want anyone to get hurt because of me."

"...I see." The Parental Figure turned to her and gave her a polite bow. "Then, from the bottom of my heart, I'm sorry for treating you that way. I hope I can do a better job from now on." He looked like he wanted to say more, but he hesitated.

Annabelle scooted closer before patting the much taller boy's back. "Aww, don't be so serious all the time, Haruto! You let stuff get to you too easy. Why don't you tell me what's eating at ya? Let me help me help you for a change, 'kay?"

"Alright." He spent a few minutes to assemble his thoughts. Once he was ready, he spoke. "I'm afraid of hurting others, too. All I want to do is help everyone, but lately, I feel I've been more of a nuisance than anything. I wanted to aid Sigmund and his sisters, but I came across as preachy. Looking back, I agree wholeheartedly. I wanted to console Soo, to tell him he wasn't alone, but I just made him more bitter. Then there's Laris and Tomoko. I smacked one and verbally assaulted the other… and I feel I let you down, as well." He took a deep breath. "Failure, after failure, after failure. It hurts. Each and every time."

The petite blonde reached up and patted his hand. "You're the Ultimate Parental Figure, not the Ultimate Diplomat. Things aren't always gonna work out, ya know? Sometimes people need more than words to make things better. What would you do when one of your kids cried or was upset? Telling them it was gonna be okay didn't work every time, right? You gotta be more creative! Show people you care by actions, not just words. Then you'll be able to get your feelings across for sure!"

"My actions..." Haruto trailed off those words before pulling out his camera and opening its photo album. "You know, I think you're onto something, Anna. I was doing something right when I made all of these kids happy. I did a lot of things back then, though. Among them, there's gotta be something I can do for my classmates." He handed the device over to her, and then he closed his eyes in deep thought.

Annabelle peered through the album with an attentive gaze. After several minutes, her eyes widened as she nearly dropped the camera. "Hah, I think I got it! You don't have any pictures of anyone your own age. It's no wonder you struggle with helping the others or picking up on the MAJOR signs that Tiana is SO into you! You don't have a clue how to interact with people your age! You just try and treat them like you would a kid, and that's why you're floundering! Consider this case closed!"

Haruto's eyes widened as well, but this time, it was out of shock and discovery. "Oh my god… oh my god, you're right!" He broke out into a cheerful laugh. "It all makes sense. Why didn't I realize that sooner? Anna, you are a lifesaver! For once, in this crazy theme park, I feel like I can really do better. I can't thank you en-" He cut himself off when he recalled something. "T-T-Tiana is i-i-into me?"

The tiny girl huffed indignantly as she rested a hand on her narrow hip before wiggling her index finger for the boy to lean downward. She looked slightly miffed as she waited for him to comply with her demand.

Despite being a little shaky, Haruto leaned downward.

"How can such a smart guy be so thickheaded?!" Annabelle squeaked as she pinched his cheek. "Of course she's into you. I don't even know how all the grown up stuff works, but she basically has hearts in her eyes when she looks at you. She's probably too afraid of messing stuff up, so that's why she doesn't say anything. I mean, who was the first person who volunteered to go with ya to check Doctor Moon?" Annabelle asked as she continued to squeeze at his cheek. "If ya wanna get better at dealing with people, you've gotta be more perceptive to their feelings."

"I hear you loud and clear," he said while his cheek was being squeezed. He waited until she let go to speak again, but he kept rubbing at it. "On that subject, what else can I do to get better at being with people my age, besides being more perceptive?"

The Investigator folded her tiny arms. "Iunno, I'm just a kid! But I'd say do normal stuff. You're coddling everyone and you just need to stop being so stuffy. If you wanna help people, you need to be more relatable. Just hang out with people and act like you're a teenager and not an old guy!"

Haruto laughed a little. "Of course. How could I forget that, too?" He ruffled Annabelle's hair affectionately. After that, his bright smile dimmed to a warm one. "Thank you again, Anna. Someday, I want to help you. Not because you're a child, but because we're equals. We're both afraid of letting others down, and you just helped me, so I'd like to return the favor."

Annabelle offered a playful smirk. "Aha, there might be hope for you after all, Uncle!" she exclaimed before playfully sticking out her tongue.

5:42 P.M Day Ten

Waterworld

Yoshikuma's Sports Shop

The Ultimate Knight shook her head as she stared at the wide array of colorful swimsuits. "Chloe, how in the world did I let you talk me into this? I think I'd rather face down an army of kumas then be caught dead in one of these things. They're just so... revealing. Why would anyone wish to wear something that involves a piece of fabric digging into their posterior?"

The Femme Fatale smirked as she started to walk around Laris. "Well, maybe you should give it a try, my dear. Perhaps you'll find it to be something you love," Chloe teased as she wrapped her arms the Knight tightly.

"I-I think it's perhaps wise to let you make such a decision. You are more fashionably inclined than I am," Laris replied with a flush. "I believe I am the walking definition of a tomboy."

Chloe giggled as she let go of the blonde and walked back to the clothing racks. "You're not wrong, though it is certainly brave of you to leave it in my hands," she mused while sorting through the swimsuits. "And don't worry, I won't put you in anything too uncomfortable."

The Knight shook her head and folded her arms across her tunic. "No, I'm afraid I'll end up looking like a flower garden. Thankfully we're doing this at night, so if I look repulsive, maybe no one will notice." She paused a moment as her gaze furtively swept across Chloe's body. "I-I have no doubt you'll look beautiful in anything you wear. That is… I hope you wear a swimsuit as well."

"First, you couldn't be more wrong, my sweet. No swimsuit could ever make you look repulsive," Chloe replied matter-of-factly. She handed over a white two-piece bikini to the girl. "Besides, do you really hope I will wear one? Are you sure you wouldn't prefer I go na-"

"W-Wait, I didn't mean it like that!" Laris gasped as she took the swimsuit and hugged it against her chest. "It's not to say that I wouldn't enjoy that, but it would just be terribly improper and I..." she trailed off as her shoulders slumped.

"I'm just making it worse, aren't I? Fighting is so much easier than talking to beautiful women."

The raven-haired girl placed a hand on Laris' cheek with a grin. "Don't worry, I'm sure you'll be getting more than enough practice." Chloe leaned in and briefly pressed her lips against hers.

The Knight stiffened a moment before relaxing into the gesture, however it was over too quickly. She slowly curled her arms around the Femme Fatale's waist. "Chloe, I don't know what's happening between us. Ever since that first evening we talked, you've been there for me. When I felt powerless, you stayed with me. I just want you to know, that no matter what happens in this game, you have become precious to me."

"It was my pleasure to be there. Someone amazing like you shouldn't be so down on yourself. I can tell you've held so much on your shoulders, and I know what that's like, believe it or not. I can't stand by and let you suffer, mon cheri," Chloe explained as she reluctantly broke away from Laris. "Now hurry and try that on before we end up putting on a show in Yoshi's store… unless you wouldn't mind an audience."

Laris felt her mouth fumble a moment before she finally offered a weak nod. "No, I'd rather we keep our affairs between just you and I," she responded finally with a playful smile. "I won't be long, my darling."

6:19 P.M Day Ten

Waterworld

Emergency Room

Sigmund stood before the door to Soo Yeong's room. He cracked his neck and sighed. "This is going to go nowhere, but there's no harm in trying..."

He brought his gloved hand up and knocked lightly on the door.

Following the knock, silence prevailed for a long while. However, beyond the light beeping in the adjacent room, he'd hear a muffled shuffling noise. Though no verbal response followed it.

"Soo Yeong, it's Sigmund. May I come in?" he asked as he rubbed his forehead and felt the onset of a slight headache.

"...It's not locked," a dry voice responded after several more seconds had elapsed.

The Paralympic Athlete turned the handle and slowly swung the door open. "I was just about to invite myself in... You're looking healthy," he commented in a somewhat disingenuous manner.

The Surgeon shifted his bandaged head to fix a single eye upon Sigmund. "Your idea of humor can't be understated, but feel free to give yourself a round of applause," he responded in a sardonic manner.

Sigmund let out a low whistle. "I don't remember being this bitter when I woke up in the hospital. I spent most of the day crying," he said while he let go of his crutch and leaned against the wall. "But to be fair, I had support from my family. You don't have anyone, do you?"

"Just the woman who looked after me, but I doubt her reasons for doing so were actually noble at all," Soo Yeong mused quietly. "Not that it matters in this place. The more you have, the more that can be taken from you."

"In this life, you can lose almost everything, but there are certain things that can never be taken from you... For starters, it's good that you're at least a little angry. It's better to be angry than to wallow in depression. Anger motivates you to move," Sigmund said reflectively.

Soo Yeong scoffed. "I think saying that I'm a little angry is a gross understatement. I'm sure you'd understand better than anyone. You obviously didn't set out to become the Ultimate Paralympic Athlete..."

Sigmund briefly chewed on his cheek. "You're speaking awfully well for a man who just lost his face. Are you sure you haven't already cheered up?" he quipped. "Huh... Sorry, that was a little too much. I'm not myself right now... haven't been ever since we entered this district. I'm not too fond of hospitals, either."

Sigmund shook his head apologetically.

"Hm. You're fortunate, I suppose. I suspect the drugs in my system are numbing everything at the moment. At least you're not overbearing." The Surgeon sighed as he shifted his head to stare out the window. "...I could use a distraction; what's your story, anyways? You've gone to great lengths to keep yourself apart from anyone. Is it a tactic for survival, or something else entirely?"

"Oh...? Was it that easy to notice?" A wan smile appeared on his lips. The Paralympic Athlete's shoulders slumped a bit. "Let's umm... ignore your last two questions for now..."

Sigmund cracked his neck again and straightened up. "I'm not trying to be overbearing, since we both know you're not going to be cheering up anytime soon. These sorts of wounds take time to heal, and in fact, they may never... Time isn't a luxury we have, though, and your skills are something we'll need if we're going to make it through this."

"So, uhh... cheer up a bit, alright?" he added unenthusiastically.

Soo Yeong let out a strained chuckle. "You're the only person here who is as cagey about their past as I am, but at least you're blunt. Somehow, I didn't expect you'd be the type to divulge your baggage either. I just wonder if I wouldn't have been better off surrendering and dying. While excruciating, at least I could have died with some dignity."

Sigmund silently stared up at the ceiling for a long moment before shifting his gaze down to his gloved hand. In a low, almost flat voice, he asked, "Hey, do you mind if I speak freely for a moment?"

"I'd prefer that." Soo Yeong slowly returned his gaze to the Athlete.

Sigmund nodded gently. He brought his hand up to his mouth, and using his teeth, he pulled on his glove. His demeanour shifted as soon as it flew off. Sigmund's face seemed thinner, his shoulders slumped, and his hand twitched ever so slightly. He closed his eyes and exhaled as he felt the cool air run over his newly bared skin.

"Ahh... it's been awhile." Sigmund's voice was raspier than usual as he reopened his eyes and stared strangely at Soo

Yeong. "What is it that's most important to you?" he asked abruptly.

Silence filled the room, then it was broken. "My work. I've always engaged people and had many acquaintances, but I've never truly had any close friends. As someone who had a difficult childhood, I never sought many close connections. My craft, however, is everything to me. 'Doctor Miracle' is what some called me. While I find that notion silly, being able to change someone's fortune - to be able to change their lives - gave me a sense of pride and accomplishment that nothing else ever has."

"Of course... Then has anything really changed? As a doctor, it's your responsibility to improve the lives of others, and there are certain people only you can help." Sigmund took a moment to wet his dry lips. "Yes, your reputation may fall to pieces. Yes, people may no longer trust your ability. But... the man named Soo Yeong Moon is still here, isn't he? It's your task to overcome this hurdle, to reclaim the faith of others in your occupation," he concluded sharply.

"You're beginning to sound like Haruto. Despite what you or the others may think, I do not consider myself a vain person. However, my line of work is about aesthetics. Would you accept a personal trainer who was obese? Or hire a sous chef who had only ever worked in fast food? No one will hire someone that resembles a monster to reshape them. It's not a hurdle, it's an impassable wall."

"An impassable wall... Do you truly believe your life is over?"

Soo Yeong offered a monotone response. "Yes, or at least my purpose for living is. I do wish, in retrospect, I had died on that trolley. Living a life where there is no longer meaning is far worse."

"I didn't think you were so full of excuses..." Sigmund lamented in a low voice. "I'm not sure how someone like me exists in the world you're living in... Sure, this reality is ugly, but I'll struggle like a worm through the mud in order to continue living. If I let it all end here, everything I've had to suffer through would become truly meaningless..."

Sigmund crouched down to pick up his crutch and glove.

"Soo Yeong, you can still fight, can't you?" He spoke softly and with finality as he left the room, closing the door gently behind him.

"Quite a rousing speech. I don't think I've ever seen you show so much fervor about anything," Tomoko commented as the Athlete found himself face-to-face with the Shogi Player.

"Oh, it's Tomoko," Sigmund noted oddly in a quiet voice. His hand spasmed ever so slightly.

The Ultimate Shogi Player eyed him curiously as her gaze fixated on his bare hand. "It wasn't my intention to eavesdrop. I merely wanted to see for myself what kind of shape Soo Yeong was in."

"...I never accused you of eavesdropping, you eavesdropper. Whose fault is it that you turned out this way?" Sigmund slowly rolled his neck in a wide circle. "Oh... no, forget I asked. It's not important. I'm being rude. Soo Yeong is in great shape, he's just a little whiny right now, which is typical of his situation. Completely understandable," Sigmund mumbled monotonously as an afterthought.

Tomoko arched a single eyebrow. "I'm beginning to wonder if your typical silence is because you lack the ability to communicate like a normal human being. I have to say that's far less interesting than I presumed. "

Sigmund lightly scratched at his cheek. "Oh... I'm only pretending to be weird and out of it, so that we don't have to talk." He shook his head. "No, not quite 'pretending'... perhaps 'exaggerating' would sound more truthful..."

"...Well, whatever it is that you're doing, it's more trouble than it's worth. Kaizoku informed me about the conversation in the Sports Shop, earlier. We're going to meet up at the Tiki Bar around 9:30 to unwind a bit after everything that's happened today. Make sure you're there," the Shogi Player said with a pointed look.

"Okay." He nodded before saying, "Sorry, I forgot to ask. Do you mind if I speak seriously for a moment?"

"Just spit it out; what's on your mind?"

"How have you been doing? Are you feeling well? Happy? You're an intelligent woman, would you define happiness for me? I know it sounds like a stupid question, but you'll play along, won't you?" Sigmund let out a long and out of place sigh.

The Shogi Player pinched the bridge of her nose. "I think you're asking the wrong person. I believe the saying is 'ignorance is bliss.' Those who are intelligent often find it hard to be happy with trivial things as they often see the dangers the ignorant cannot. Have I satisfied your curiosity, yet?"

Sigmund let out a weak chuckle. "...I was just thinking, compared to day one, you've become a lot more cooperative. I think you've started to see others as more than just pawns. That's nice... You've become stronger for it. Or am I wrong...?"

Tomoko offered an indignant expression. "I'm more comfortable being in charge of my own destiny, and not relying on others, but it has become abundantly clear that I cannot win this game on my own, so I suppose I have changed. Whether or not it makes me stronger is yet to be seen."

"I might be wrong..." His lips pulled into a thin smile. "You're still a bit immature, aren't you? That's alright... there's strength in single-mindedly seeking victory, too."

"Tsk, you're one to talk. This coming from the guy who sighs every two seconds and acts like a human turtle. It's not about maturity, it's about perspective. If I view this as a game, it's easier to make difficult choices others would hesitate to make," the girl pointed out.

"I'm not faulting you, Tomoko. Do as you please," Sigmund replied as he began to worm his hand back into his glove. "And I don't sigh that often." He purposefully sighed as his demeanour seemed to return to normal.

The Shogi Player rolled her eyes. "Make sure you hobble your ass out there this evening. With the exception of Soo Yeong, everyone else will be there."

As Sigmund turned around to hobble his way down the hall, he called back, "Don't insult turtles, Tomoko. They know how to live better than we do."

7:05 P.M Day Ten

Resort District

Hotel

First Floor (Kitchen)

"Jesus balls, dude! How much fucking hot sauce do you need on a single dish?" Naruhiko groused as he grabbed a glass of milk and downed a healthy mouthful. He then spat it out and made a gagging sound. "Oh shit. Buttermilk? Who in their right fucking mind drinks this crap?"

Lachlan chuckled dryly after watching the Musician. "What's wrong, man, can't handle a little spice? Aw well, guess that just means more good food for Tomo and I," he explained with a shrug.

Naruhiko hung his head under the sink faucet a moment and panted. "A little spice? You're a fucking madman! Also, what's up with the pet name? You and the Shogi Queen an item now?"

"Nah, nothing like that. I've just been enjoyin' the chance to mess with her a bit," the Journalist said before turning back to the food, which was still simmering on the stove top.

"Yeah, and I play Lada Gaga on my set list. Come off it, dude, you know you're into that chick. I mean, shit, can't say I blame ya. She's as spicy as the shit you eat, and she doesn't take bullshit from anyone. No harm in admitting it. Sure is better to have a nice distraction rather than focusing on what bullshit the bear has in store for us next," Naruhiko mused with a shrug.

Lachlan sighed as he peered over his shoulder at Naruhiko. "All right, fine, Casanova. Maybe I got a bit of a thing for her. So what about you, who's your distraction?"

"Hah, well that's where things get complicated, dude. Let's just say I'm not that traditional. Guess you could say I'm into both Kaizoku and Shiho. Kaizoku is so freaking awesome to be around, I could see us sailing around the world together while I'm selling out venues. He's cute and can be tough one moment while vulnerable the next. I like a guy who can be a badass but show some fucking personality, ya know?" Naruhiko asked, cracking a grin. "Then there's Shiho. She's like a little ball of sunshine. It's obvious to me that she's hurting like the rest of us, and yet she always manages to smile and remain positive. She's really been one of the ones keeping us together. Also, have you seen the curves on that girl?!" He whistled before shaking his head. "Saying they're a distraction doesn't do them justice."

The Journalist's face became a bit hard to read as he listened. "Well, you certainly got yourself a choice on your hands, huh?" Lachlan looked pensive for a moment before hardening his features again. "By the way... have you always been so open about going both ways? Like, did you ever have some doubts about yourself in that regard?"

The Punk Musician shrugged. "Yeah, maybe when I was younger. But once I got into traveling on the road with my band, I opened up a lot more. I mean, I figured, 'who gives a flying shit who or what I stick my dick in?' If there is a god, I'd hope he'd care more about games like this not happening and not how I got my rocks off. With or without a killing game, life is too short to get caught up worrying about what other people think. Ain't so much about making a choice, but just being honest with yourself, ya know?"

"Heh, didn't think I'd hear such insight from you of all people, but that certainly sounds right to me," Lachlan said as he buried his hands in his jacket. He then sighed and met his gaze with Naruhiko again. "I never wanted to talk about it, especially with my parents, since I knew they'd just throw religion at me in response. They're the type to stop lovin' me if I was livin' in sin in their eyes."

"Fuck 'em, then. I know that's easier said than done, but I've seen people kill themselves because they couldn't deal with shit like that. Better to be free and yourself than to fit in and be miserable. So, I take it you swing both ways?" Naruhiko asked with a chuckle as he leaned against the counter.

Lachlan finished with his cooking and cut off the stove. "Ya got me. Been having to keep it to myself for a long time, 'specially at the kinda private schools my folks would put me in. Heck, I did everything I could to not be near my parents once I really started to understand what I was. I'd just bury myself in work for the school newspaper, so much so a real newspaper offered me a job."

The Musician shivered. "Man, you're giving me flashbacks just talking about school. Look, I'd say just put all the crap with your folks behind you. If they can't accept you, they can kick rocks for all I care."

"Yeah, I suppose that's true. I guess it doesn't matter what they think anymore, when I'm trapped in this park," Lachlan said with a shrug "When it comes to Tomo though, a distraction is nice, but at the same time I can't help but feel compelled to keep on investigatin'. "

Naruhiko grinned wildly as he slapped the other boy on the back. "You worry too much, my man! Just balance shit or mix business with pleasure! Maybe you and Tomo can investigate together, and if things end up with you both in a closet somewhere, well... just let things take their course!"

"Might keep that in mind. Good talk, man. I like people who cut out the bullshit. Makes it easier to say what you need to say." The Journalist nodded as he handed Naruhiko another plate. "Now come, ya big baby. This will put some hair on your chest."

"Ungh, I think it might singe any hair off my chest..." Naruhiko deadpanned.

7:47 P.M Day Ten

Resort District

Hotel

Fourth Floor (Room 403)

The Ultimate Ventriloquist shifted awkwardly as she rested her hands into her lap and stared over at Tiana. "I-I know it's a strange request, but do you think you could teach me how to be… more confident? Sometimes I feel like I rely on Becky too much."

For perhaps the first time since their arrival in the park, Becky was nowhere to be seen. Dolly was clearly uncomfortable as she kept fiddling with her hands.

Tiana looked over the girl thoughtfully. She very slowly reached out and cupped Dolly's hands in her own. "I understand. It's brave of you to take this step on your own. Now, if I can ask, why did you choose me? Not that I won't help you, but color me curious."

"I-It's because of who you are. You're the Ultimate Dominatrix, which means you can be tough and assertive, right? But you also can make friends. Becky isn't very good at making friends... I guess she and I have that in common. I think only Naruhiko would consider me a friend. People just look at me and see the creepy doll girl, but ya know, I only started playing with dolls because, unlike everyone else, they never judged me," Dolly responded as her petite shoulders shivered.

"I can be assertive, yes, but I don't prefer to be. Never mind that. I think after what we've been through together, most people here would consider you a friend, Dolly," the Dominatrix said as she let go of her hands. "Unfortunately, no one ever escapes being judged - I've gotten a lot of flak for my talent alone. But you can't let it control you."

Dolly bowed her head slightly. "F-For what it's worth, I'm sorry about the things Becky has said about you. She doesn't like most people, and can be downright cruel." She paused as she hazarded a glance at the girl seated next to her. "Tiana, how can I be more assertive? It's just so difficult to talk when I'm around a lot of people. Becky usually picks up the slack."

Tiana took a few moments to mull over her answer before looking back at Dolly. "I think you should keep meeting people like this. Slowly talk with them more and more, then build up to talking in a large group on your own. It won't be something you rush, okay?"

"Do you think I can really do that? All by myself? Becky doesn't think I can, and I think she might be right," the Ventriloquist admitted with a downcast expression. "How do you deal with people saying things about your talent? You said you've gotten a lot of flak, right?"

"I certainly have. Some people even petitioned Hope's Peak to not admit someone with such an 'indecent' talent. I have tried to find many ways of dealing with it, but the best one for me is that I just remember who I'm doing this all for - that I have people I'm close with who I can talk to, even when I'd rather keep it to myself," Tiana explained as she took a deep breath. "I know it's not the same for you, but I'd be glad to be there for you, alright?"

Dolly offered a strained smile. "The world is horrible, isn't it? Sometimes it's not hard to see why something like this game is happening. Who are you doing this for, anyways? They must be pretty special to you."

Tiana nodded towards the Ventriloquist. "They truly are. They're both my brothers, in a sense for one, at least. There's Michael, who's my twin; and Jacob, a boy we met at school, and later at the same orphanage we were at. After a few foster parents didn't work out, I began doing everything I could to support the three of us."

"So your talent? It was something you discovered while trying to look after them?" Dolly asked in a timid voice.

The Dominatrix flushed a bit in response to Dolly's question. "How I discovered it is a bit... odd, I'll admit. A very lovely couple adopted myself and Michael, and they just so happened to take part in a dom-sub relationship. They didn't parade it around in front of us, nothing like that. I just accidently found out at one point. It may have given me a bit of an interest in the subject, and later on, when I was struggling for a way to make money, I came upon an idea to start selling non-sexual sessions. This must sound very weird, huh?"

"You're talking to someone whose best friend is a doll, you'll have to try harder to say something weird," Dolly deadpanned before a hint of a smile spread across her face. "So I guess that explains why you became the mom of our group. You're kind of used to being that for your brother."

"You're correct. And as I learned pretty quickly in terms of my work, while I had to act like the more 'traditional' dominatrix, quite a bit of people took a liking to my maternal side as well," Tiana explained with a giggle. "So enough about that for now. Is there anything else you wish to talk about, Dolly?"

The Ultimate Ventriloquist pressed her calloused index fingers together. "Could we... just hang out? That's what friends are supposed to do, right?"

Tiana smiled warmly down at the girl. "Of course, I'd love to."

8:14 P.M Day Ten

Carnival District

Fortune Telling Tent

The Ultimate Sailor rubbed at his chin as he shifted his gaze from the creepy fortune teller doll and to Seikatsu. She sat across the table from him with a deck of tarot cards stacked in front of her. "Lass, I don't mean to be any trouble, but I'm not sure a reading is a wise idea. The last one didn't end so well for any of us."

"While that may be true, I certainly can't let one bad experience end my career, now can I?" Seikatsu asked in a soothing voice. "I like to think of my readings as the beacons that lead others into the light. Please let me be the guiding Star for you." She shuffled through her cards and set them down between them.

Kaizoku chewed upon one of his painted nails. "Star, huh? Well, I hope it's some good news for a change. Do you mind me asking how you got into this in the first place?"

The Tarotologist blinked, and in that time, her demeanor shifted. She carefully looked over the boy while gesturing towards her cards. "I was born into it, as my mother was a tarotologist as well. She believed that one's stages of life were best represented by the major arcana."

"Aye, I can certainly picture that, lass. I guess you could say I know a thing or two about being born into the family business myself," he commented with a weak smile. He then leaned over to examine the trio of cards in front of him.

"I see. Now, let us begin." She lifted the first card. "The hanged man, reversed. You have something you are stalling on: a decision you choose to overlook, as either option marks a potential loss you are afraid of experiencing. You require new insight to get past it."

The Sailor shifted uncomfortably. "Uh, you certainly know how to get into someone's head with these readings, don't you?" he asked with a forced chuckle. "Any idea what kind of insight I need for this… decision?"

Seikatsu smirked as she moved the first card aside. "Fate's wheel of fortune knows how to help you find your way down its path. As for your question, perhaps look over your options. You may even find the choice could be one you wouldn't have normally considered."

"Lass, there are so many choices and thoughts running through my head as of late, it could be anything," Kaizoku admitted with a sheepish grin. "Perhaps we should continue. We've already come this far, might as well sail this into port."

Seikatsu flipped the second card and studied it for a moment. "Another revered card, the star this time. It means an event will cause a disconnect between you and something or someone. Your faith and trust may find themselves being strained or abused."

Kaizoku buried his face into his hands. "I'm really regretting this now. Indecision, betrayal... could it get any worse?" he asked in an exasperated tone.

The Tarotologist stopped her hand on the last card and looked over the boy. "We do not choose hands that fate deals us, Zoku. However, my mother Kogo always believed that by analyzing one's course, they begin to take some control. Captain the ship, as it were." She flipped the final card and stared at it with a bit of trepidation. "Your last card is the upright tower."

The boy seemingly was oblivious to her mention of the card as his eyes widened. "Kogo, huh? What a strange coincidence, along with your mentioning of a ship. I know it's just a name, but on a disastrous journey, I had a passenger aboard the same vessel as me. Her name was Kogo Rukki, known as the Ultimate Charm. To be honest, at the time, I didn't know what that meant, but I believe now it was that lass's ability along with my own that helped us survive a vicious maelstrom," he explained before shaking his head. "Apologies, I didn't mean to ramble. You just caught me off guard. You said the final card was upright, correct? That's good, isn't it?"

"Well, your life has certainly been fraught with action, though I imagine that comes with the territory of being the Ultimate Sailor," Seikatsu mused before a frown formed on her face. "While in most cases an upright card heralds a positive outcome, the tower comes with it a heavy price. It represents an upheaval. Be it destruction or chaos, a massive change is coming your way. It can take many forms: death of a loved one, financial failure, health problems, a natural disaster, or any event that shakes you to your core. The only difference in the facing of the tower is the aftermath. When upright, it means revelation or awakening will come after the event," the Tarotologist explained sullenly.

"Lass, I'm beginning to believe this was a mistake. How can I possibly be prepared for such horrible fates when I don't have enough to go on?" Kaizoku asked as he peered between the three cards. "Can I ask you something? Why were you so intent on doing a reading for me? You practically dragged me out here."

Seikatsu's posture slacked as she seemed to hunch over a bit. In a voice that sounded older than her previous ones, she said, "Well, young man, that is because you and I came to this very tent in the aftermath of our first trial, and you asked about a reading. I've always been one to believe in clairvoyance, and this afternoon, I couldn't shake the memory of that day, so I did what I could to bring about this reading," she explained while gingerly picking up the tower card and holding it up before him. "It is quite auspicious that your fate would draw this card. It is a strong metaphor for our lives in this game, is it not? It weighs on your shoulders for now, but you cannot let it break you. The meaning of the tower is how you will respond to the collapse. Will you let it crush you, or will you stand and rebuild?"

Kaizoku hesitantly reached out and took the card before his gaze bore into it. "So all I can do is decide what happens in the aftermath? I think I have more questions than answers now, but I suppose that is just the way of things."

8:51 P.M Day Ten

Resort District

Hotel

Fourth Floor (Room 411)

The Ultimate Runner let out a blissful sigh as she stepped out of the bathroom with a towel draped around her body. "Nothing like a hot shower!" she exclaimed with a dreamy expression.

"Yeesh! I guess I really should have knocked. Your jiggly bits are about to pop out." Kurokuma snorted as he waddled into view.

Shiho's face darkened almost immediately as she tilted her head in the bear's direction. "What do you want now? Haven't I done enough?"

The bear snorted as he waved a paw in her direction. "You're done when I say you're done, toots! Unless, of course, you want me to share your family secrets to everyone. Even if you don't mind that bit, just remember that Sebastian is in our custody. It would be a shame if we had to kill him; I understand he and his wife just had a kid not too long ago."

"Stop it. Don't you dare lay a hand on him!" the bob-haired girl snapped as she gripped the bottom of her towel. "...What do you want me to do this time?"

Kurokuma grinned darkly as he approached the blind girl before patting her leg. "It's pretty fucking simple. I know your cohorts are planning some sort of meeting this evening, but I don't know what they're up to. You're gonna be my ears, and report back what you hear."

The Runner felt her shoulders shaking. "You want me to betray them? You want me to betray my friends?"

"Aww, don't be so glum! It's not like you haven't gotten your hands dirty already. I just need to make sure that the game goes off without a hitch," the dark-toned bear chortled.

"...Give me your word that you won't hurt any of them. So long as none of them are hurt, I'll cooperate," Shiho managed weakly as she lowered her head.

A snort escaped the bear. "Yeah, fine, whatever. So long as none of them break any of the park's rules, I won't lay a paw on them."

The Ultimate Runner stiffened. "That has to include all of your kumas and the other bears. If any harm comes to anyone, I'll tell them everything I know."

A malicious grin spread across Kurokuma's face as he held out a paw and extended his razor sharp claws. "I don't think you understand your situation, you don't get to make demands. Besides, what do you actually know, anyways?

"I know that we're not on some island in the ocean. As crazy as this sounds, we're somehow at least a mile above of the ocean," Shiho replied as her glassy gaze stared off into nothingness.

The dark-toned bear actually offered a guffaw. "Hah, now how the hell did you manage to figure that out? I have to say, I'm actually sort of impressed."

The Runner offered a painted smile. "The sensors I wear in my gloves and shoes track a lot of things. They also give readouts of latitude, longitude, and elevation."

"Bahaha! Well, looks like I overlooked that detail. Still fat good it does you to know that. Whether you were on the moon, under the sea, or above it, you're powerless to escape these walls. Well, unless you can get away with murder." Kurokuma snickered.

"I-I understand that, so please, if I cooperate, will you promise to let Sebastian leave Hora Island?" Shiho asked in a shaky tone.

The bear shrugged. "'Fraid that's not up to me anymore, toots. You know your uncle likes to have someone who's familiar with your family home. I'm sure he'll fare much better with your cooperation, so I trust you'll be a good little spy, won't you?"

The buxom girl clenched her jaw. "Why? Why, of all people, would you make me do this?"

"Pupupu, that's pretty simple. I've got leverage, and no one will expect the plucky blind girl to be feeding me information." The bear snorted.

"...If I'm the one who's doing that, then w-" Shiho was cut off by a knock at her door.

A quiet laugh escaped Kurokuma. "You better answer that. It would look awfully suspicious if we were seen together," he chortled before he waddled towards one of the adjacent walls, pushed the paneling in, and disappeared from sight.

Shiho steeled herself and wiped the back of her hand across her glazed-over eyes as she approached the door. She mustered a forced smile as she unlatched the lock before opening the door.

Laris nearly swallowed her tongue when she saw the Runner standing in the doorway with a towel that was doing a poor job of covering her modesty. "Sh-Shiho?! Heavens, forgive me. I can come back another time!" she sputtered. For her part, the Knight was wearing a two-piece white bikini.

"Hah, that's not necessary! Come on in!" Shiho said as she grabbed her friend's hand. "You came to check on me, didn't ya?"

"Uh, well, yes. I wanted to make sure we made it to the meeting on time. I'm sorry for intruding on your privacy," the Knight said with an overzealous bow.

The Runner offered a quiet laugh as she guided the taller girl in the bedroom. "You worry way too much! Why don't you come in and sit down? I'll be done in just a few minutes."

The Knight felt a weak smile gracing her face, but she noted that something about Shiho's expression seemed forced. "Shiho, is everything alright? You don't seem as peppy as normal. I suppose that's to be expected after this morning. I just want you to know that if you ever need to talk, you can confide in me."

"Hah! Lari, you're gonna have gray hair early! I'm just a little tired is all. It's nothing a little rest can't solve!" Shiho exclaimed before turning towards the bathroom. Her expression immediately wilting to one of regret and pain.

One of her greatest fears was becoming a reality: she felt trapped.

It was only a matter of time till the truth came out...

14 Survivors Remain

OMAKE

Something Something Darkside. Something Something...Completed.

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Review Section:

Cam

I believe Yushu means Brave, and I originally meant to name him Yushukuma so it would mean bravebear. Hah so that was a goof up on my part. In any case It's always nice to see a new face in the reviews. Hope you enjoy the story!

The Kobold Necromancer

Well I do try to mix some funny along with some angsty stuff in chapters when it allows for us

Anon

Welcome to the mind of Petty Punk and myself lol

NSPunny

Well you lose the girl you were failing for, kill someone, and have to mutilate yourself back to back and see if you're not a bit salty lol

doomqwer

Ugh did you have to say floater? I just cringed a bit lol

bellatrixshine

There's going to be a long list of people who need hugs lol.

MudkipOfDespair

Yeah it's good to inject some light between all the grim and macabre scenes lol

pokemansuperallstar

The bears are beginning to multiple! Oh noes!

JCW18

Yeah I didn't want Soo Yeong to just go from damaged to 100% which I felt would be ridiculous.

Fee5H

I was half expecting a truth bullet at the end of that last revew :P

BirblordAlmighty

Is that your final answer?! :D