"Get off!" Yoshiki boomed. Yoshikazu didn't even flinch. Unlike Yoshiki, Morishige had remained silent, letting himself get dragged around this school like a puppet.

"Fuck, Morishige, at least act like you don't want to die!" Yoshiki yelled at him, his fingers clawing at Yoshikazu's hand.

"It's not that. ..I just don't think I'll have much luck resisting no matter what I do." Morishige explained calmly. His foot hit off a sharp shard of wood sticking up, he barely flinched.

"That's not the point." Said Yoshiki through gritted teeth. He tried desperately to pull away from the monsters grip, nothing worked, Yoshikazu wasn't relenting, he barely seemed to notice he was holding anything. "AGH!" Yoshiki kicked in frustration. Morishige just looked on sad, and thoughtful.

"Then what is the point?" Morishige asked vacantly, with a glance over at Yoshiki.

Yoshiki stopped struggling, for a moment to catch his breath, "Point is not just giving in!"

"But what if you've already lost?"

"You've 100% lost if you've given up." Yoshiki retorted, squirming again.

"That was rather poetic, Kishinuma."

"Fuck you."

They both felt a sharp pain at each of their sides when without warning they were dragged through a narrow doorway. Yoshikazu was keeping up the point that he didn't care much if their bodies hit off anything.

It was then that the monster began to slow down; they were here. Both Yoshiki and Morishige frowned in confusion at the setup surrounding them. Each time they scanned the room they noticed something that made their eyes widen just a little bigger. "What the fuck is this?" Kishinuma whispered under his breath.

'I wonder what's going on here' Morishige thought.


"Let go!" Ayumi yelled one last time. It felt like they had been dragged around forever when finally they were released, thrown down to the ground in a neat little row.

Naomi observed her surroundings, something was not right. The area they were in was a large room with a stage to her left side, the walls and floors were wood but not like the rest of the school; this particular flooring was a lot cleaner and a lot less done in.

Naomi had lost track of where they were some time ago but she figured they were in an Auditorium. A part of the school they had not yet been. The location though, wasn't what was on the forefront of her mind. Including her and her friends, the room was packed with teenagers, all on their knees. There was flames, red flames blocking all the double door exits. The ghost girl Tokiko and the large man Yoshikazu stood around them like prison guards. Naomi took a shaky breath. She counted six others. Her, Satoshi, Ayumi and Seiko were lined out next to each other, to the left of them were three boys all wearing the same uniform -they had maroon coloured blazers- and a girl who she guessed was wearing the female version of the same schools uniform. At the far right side of them were two scared young looking girls wearing the same uniform which was a beige skirt and jacket. "What...is this?" Naomi asked herself aloud.

The four of them exchanged heart-wrenchingly nervous glances. Some people were crying, some people were scared and others just looked angry. Nobody dared make a move.

"Hey! What the fuck is this!?" One of the other schools boys started yelling, his red hair whisking and his blue eyes glinting. Respectively, the girl with no head didn't answer and neither did the speech impeded zombie. "Screw this." He bellowed angrily. He started to move, it was clear to anyone that he was trying to stand up, but he couldn't. "The hell! I can't move!" His other two male classmates watched him with wide eyes and the girl beside them followed suit in trying to stand up. With an ache in her chest Naomi realised what was happening. It wasn't just them, no one could move. Their top halves work fine but them and everyone else soon realised they were pinned to the ground. The boy with the red hair, Kai Shimada, fired a callous glare behind him, where Yoshikazu stood unimpressed. "If you thing's don't let us out of here I'll fucking kill you-" Yoshikazu cut him off by forcefully slamming his foot into Kai's back. The girl beside him squealed.

"A-are you okay, Shimada?" One of the other boys asked with a stutter. His name was Tomohiro Ohkawa, he had brown sort-of curly hair and like Kai, blue eyes. Ohkawa was sat next to his best friend, Ryosuke Katayama, light brown hair and green eyes. Anyone could tell Ohkawa and Ryosuke were close, with the way they seemed to huddle in to one another protectively.

Kai coughed violently and with a grunt attempted to push himself back up, "What do you think?" he said coldly.

At the other side of this hastily laid out circle the two younger girls were talking quietly to each other. Both young and pretty, one with light brown hair and blue eyes and the other with chestnut coloured hair and purple eyes. "What do you think's going to happen to us, Nari?" Nana Ogasawara, the girl with the blue eyes asked.

Nari Amatoya observed the room, "I don't know...Nothing good can come from this." Her firm expression and serious eyes seemed to add years to the young girls face.

Nana looked at her sadly, "At least we're back together." Nari flashed an unconvincing smile. The two girls had been separated the whole time they were in here. Wandering aimlessly, calling out each others names. Now they were finally reunited, only after being dragged here against their will. It was nothing short of cruel.

Everyone watched as Yoshikazu lazily made his way out of the Auditorium.

"Naomi." Naomi who had been observing blankly turned to Satoshi, who sat on the other side of Seiko. Satoshi gave her a sorrowful pout. "You okay?"

Naomi opened her mouth to answer but wasn't sure what to say. She shook her head and was instantly angry with herself for not just lying. Satoshi spoke up addressing all of them this time, "It'll be alright, we'll get out of this." Naomi kept her head down, Seiko nodded in agreement and Ayumi stared on, she heard him and was glad he was speaking but couldn't bring herself to stop shaking long enough to say anything to any of them.

It was a short while later Yoshikazu returned. "Eeek stop please let go mister." A voice from outside the auditorium carried in faintly. Satoshi's head shot up. Yoshikazu stomped back into sight holding the helpless Yuka, who he dropped down only a bit away from Nana and Nari's side.

"Yuka!" Satoshi shouted.

"Big brother!" She whined back. Satoshi was sure to aim his disgust in Yoshikazu's direction before the beast turned and left again.

The Kisaragi student's, whose jaws had dropped the moment Yuka arrived watched Satoshi as he desperately stared on at her with a look of fear and longing.

Mitsuki Yamamoto eye's darted between Satoshi and Yuka helplessly. Her empathy grew, realising the two were related, so close yet so far.

Yuka was crying, relieved to see her brother but scared out of her mind. All she wanted to do was run over and hug him but she couldn't even do that.

"It'll be alright Yuka, don't worry this will be over soon." Satoshi called fearfully. He wanted to convince himself just as much as Yuka. It was his job to look out for her. He had to get to her, to make sure nothing bad happened to her.

There was a patting sound. It was the pitter-patter of tiny feet. Then it was a scratching sound, like fingernails on wood. An innocent humming was approaching. Sachiko pranced into the room, skipping lightly into the centre. There she stood before them, the little girl in the red dress. Everything was still.

Ayumi instantly caught her eyes, the feeling was horribly reminiscent, these were the same cold grey eyes that had stared her down while the snip snip of the brandished scissors played in her ear, and now here they were again, exactly the same. She felt weak, the air in her lungs was gone, her voice caught in her throat. Ayumi whimpered which made Sachiko smile.

Sachiko dragged her toenails across the wooded floor, causing a deafening screech. Then she laughed. It was that same innocent giggle that had sounded when she was murdering kids her own age. It was all too the same. 'I'm going to die for real this time.' Ayumi thought with a shiver

There were murmurs between friend's and sobs that had been pushed down deep broke up into the air. "Alright everyone calm down." Sachiko said putting her arms out and motioning them down to inflate her words. She sounded so childlike, she was a child. But the air around her was nothing but sinister. A person like Ayumi with her supposed connection to the spiritual world could literally feel the malicious energy radiating off of her. Not just malicious, painful and tragic and damaged and so so angry. The only innocent thing was that she died as a child, her brain still underdeveloped and childish mannerisms never ceasing. 'Doesn't change the fact that she' still a murderer.' Ayumi thought with bitterness.

"I know everyone's confused but I assure you this is for your benefit." Sachiko smiled. She begun to strut around the students as she talked, "You see, there has to be nothing worse than a repeating of the same horrible fate over and over again." She drew the words 'over and over again' out in a dull tone for emphasis, swirling her hand around. "So." She perked up, "If you have to go then why not go in new and exciting ways." She stopped smiling and stood still. Giving a blunt: "Go as in die."


Kishinuma and Morishige were thrown to their knees painfully. They were not directly but somewhat across from their dazed classmates. The four Kisaragi students on the opposite side looked from one to the next before their heads simultaneously turned to their fellow new-arrival classmates.

Yoshiki's pupils expanded to twice their normal size as soon as he caught Ayumi's gaze. She was staring straight at him, although he couldn't be sure if she was looking right through him, she seemed in shock. Yoshiki tried to stand up, to go to her, but quickly realised that wasn't going to be an option. He glazed over Naomi and Seiko and his eyes caught Satoshi's. They both gave each other a look, a look that only best friends could share; this one said many things along the lines of: Good to see you're not dead, don't know what's happening, we have to get out of this. Satoshi motioned to Yuka and Yoshiki understood that getting away from here was extra necessary for him.

Sachiko, who now stood in the centre of them all clapped her hands together loudly. She gave an almost adorable smile. "Yay, everyone's here! I was getting impatient." "Good work dumb-ass" She said to Yoshikazu, who just grunted.

Morishige scanned the room for Mayu. A lump in his throat caught. If 'everyone' was here then where...

"Listen up everyone." Sachiko demanded, "Don't ever for a second think because you were safe here before that you'll be safe again." No one had any clue what she was talking about. "Things are going different this time. I'm bored of more of the same I want more death!" She whined that last part petulantly. "My school, my home, MY rules you... fuckers" She was unsure of that last part, it was obvious she wasn't use to swearing. She pouted childishly when she didn't get a response, skimming over each of her future victims.

"No. Why would you be doing this?" The young girl, Nana spoke up. "I saw the paper you're the victim...Sachiko." Sachiko gave a sly closed mouth smile, she peered over her shoulder at Nana.

"That's wrong!" Ayumi shouted louder and braver than she intended too. All eyes were on her. She stared regretfully at Sachiko. "The killer...she's the killer." Eyebrows across the room raised and squinted.

"The fuck is she talking about!?" Kai exclaimed to his group.

Sachiko's head dropped to the ground and she let out a shoulder shaking laugh. She peered back at Ayumi. Her hair drooping down and covering her eyes. She tilted her head up. "Bingo." Nobody moved. Sachiko one drawn out step at a time made her way over to Ayumi. "You." She looked Ayumi dead in the eyes.

"Back off Sachiko!" Yoshiki yelled from across the room.

She ignored and kept going. "You tried to take something of mine."

"No!" She said more angrily, "You already took a few things of mine...It's wrong to steal."

Ayumi's whole body tensed up as she neared. If he could move Yoshiki would have been about ready to pounce on Sachiko from across the room.

A few inches from Ayumi, Sachiko leaned down and out of her enclosed hand dropped the tongue bag, the strap dangled from her finger. Tokiko who was still standing as a guard flinched imperceptibly.

"No, No it's not yours! None of them you are! You stole them!" Ayumi shouted, her voice hoarse. Sachiko's eyes darkened. It was a stare off. Sachiko's fingers twitched. Ayumi could hear her heartbeat ringing in her skull.

*Boom Boom, Boom Boom, Boom Boom, Boomboomboomboom*

Sachiko pulled away suddenly and quickly, startling Ayumi. "Screw this." She moaned launching the tongue bag away and making her way back to the centre. Tokiko's headless space following it. "No more waiting! Who's first!"

Everyone flinched. Sachiko moved her head from student to student, sizing everyone up. She childishly stomped up to Yoshiki. She bent down to him and reached out her hand, "Actually one more thing." Sachiko in one swift movement pulled out the knife he had pocketed from the girl in the science lab and threw it down behind her, completely out of reach. It was a cross knife, almost like a mini sword. This blade was gorgeous but Sachiko stared at it with disgust, like it was true evil.

Morishige, ever the observer, noted it's faintly noticeable eerie glow and the way Sachiko seemed to flinch at the mere sight. 'Kryptonite' he thought.

Sachiko giggled turning her head back to Ayumi. "At least you done us all one favour. Because of you we all get to be here together."

Ayumi was confused, but it only took her a second before she figured it out. 'The closed spaces...I broke them down.'

"Let's start off easy." Sachiko began. One individual in particular was especially shaky and never that much fun to observe in the past. She stomped up to Ryosuke and grabbed the back of his blazer dragging him and throwing him down violently into the centre.

"No!" Ohkawa yelled. That made Sachiko smile, she was always glad when people they cared about got to see. She tilted her head as she watched him try to push himself up. With that she put one foot on his back and pushed down. There was a cracking sound and a scream from Ryosuke. Blood emerged from his mouth instantly.

"Jesus." Naomi winced. Yoshiki yelled something. Someone said "don't!" Nana impulsively looked away and Yuka covered her eyes. It wasn't enough for Sachiko yet. This time she jumped, right onto him. Her tiny legs held more power than Ryosuke could have ever imagined. He felt like someone had dropped a ton of cinder blocks on his back. He let out another brutish scream.

Ohkawa screamed just as violently, howling at Sachiko to stop with tears and snot running down his face. Sachiko only marveled in it laughing and jumping on Ryosuke's back making a cracking sound each time she did. It wasn't long before Ryosuke didn't have the strength left to scream like Ohkawa, only loud moans of pain. It was clear that what was happening to him was agony. The maroon blazer students also known as the Byakudan students excluding Kai were crying while the Kisaragi students just stared in horror. Naomi covered her mouth wanting to scream herself while Satoshi joined in with Ohkawa screaming at Sachiko to stop.

*Crack* *Splatter* *Rip* *Bash*

It went on until he was dead and even after. She kept jumping up and down even spinning around on his back. Ohkawa cried, not just cried he wailed openly, so blinded by tears all he could see was the red spilling out of his friends motionless body.

"Hahahahaha! This is IT!" Sachiko roared. "It's exactly what I wanted! Next NEXT NEXT." She stepped off the body and circled her victims with a fast pace. Leaving bloody footprints in her wake. Yoshikazu begrudgingly tredded over and grabbed Ryosuke's body, he dragged it away trailing blood as he did. He pulled it right past Morishige and Yoshiki.

Morishige was hard to read, his eyes were wide. He definitely wasn't expecting this. Yoshiki had a face of pure rage and disgust, he gazed at Ayumi who with sparse tears running down her face shot a look of disgust at Sachiko not too far off from his own. Satoshi looked mortified, he focused his eyes on Yuka who was quivering in fear, she had her hands clasped together on her knees and was rocking back and forth.

Sachiko stopped genuinely torn. There was too much choice in one place and too many important questions like Who would scream the most? Who has the most friends here? Whose death would get the most attention? She smiled wretchedly. Her gaze landed on the three younger girls. Surely killing little girls was the worst of the worst. 'Although maybe not because no one cared when I died.' That thought made her angry. She gave a bloodthirsty walk over to the girls and grabbed the one that was giving her the annoying stare. "We'll see if anyone cares about you." She said aloud even though no one knew what she meant. 'How disrespectful, at least try to look scared' She thought. This one was the only one of them that wasn't shaking in fear and that made her angry.

Nari was dragged into the middle and this time Sachiko dropped her on her knees. Nari put both hands down to stop herself hitting the floor. Then she sat up. Sachiko walked around to the front of her. Again there were more shouts at her to stop. They only fueled her. There were even words thrown at her she had never heard before, bad word's she assumed. "Scream." She ordered looking down at the girl. Nari did nothing. Sachiko decided to do this one a little differently, drag it out a little. They had all day so why not. Sachiko slapped Nari. Nana whimpered from the side. Nari bravely looked back up at Sachiko. It wasn't what you would call a steely glare, she was scared and it showed, but there was defiance there.

*Slam*

Sachiko kicked her swiftly in the stomach and she fell back with a moan. "Sachiko stop this, whatever we can do for you we'll do it just stop!" Ayumi pleaded amongst the many cries. Sachiko turned her head to her but then went straight back to Nari. She pulled her foot up but stopped herself. 'No too predictable.' "Hey idiot!" She yelled at Yoshikazu, "Get my tools" Yoshikazu grunted and disappeared. He appeared half a minute later with a box of heavy tools.

People could be heard grimacing openly. Morishige stared with awe, not because he was enjoying what was happening but because it was all so surreal and well played out. The way she spoke the way she moved, Sachiko was an actress, a true performer.

Sachiko started rummaging through the tools pulling one's out randomly and eyeing them like a child who didn't know what they were used for. She placed some of the down beside her. "A hammer" She remembered aloud looking at the tool she was holding. As if experimenting Sachiko suddenly slammed it down on Nari's leg. Earning a screech of pain. "Okay so that works." She observed, putting it down.

'Wait'. Sachiko went still, just now remembering what hammers were used for other than to smash people to bits. She rummaged her small hand right to the bottom of the tool box and emerged with an assortment of nails and screws.

"Fuck sake." She heard Kai say. Nari tried to push herself away but Sachiko was quick to grab her by the ankle and drag her back over. She positioned herself over Nari and begun. First place to start was an easy choice. Sachiko picked up a nail with her small fingers and bashed it in to the lower part of Nari's leg. Nari held in her scream as much as she could but her pain showed. "You can do better." Said Sachiko dejectedly.

Sachiko picked up the pace, one after another she hammered five nails all the way down the bottom half of Nari's beautiful long legs. Blood trickled down to the floor, joining Ryosuke's stain.

Some of the onlookers grew more fearful, but some grew more enraged and with that more determined.

Sachiko then tried the top half off the other leg, right into the strange skin on the knee. That hurt the most. Nari bellowed in pain. Sachiko didn't stop for a break, her hands finding their way back into the box and with that more nails. She slammed them into Nari's hands sloppily. And then into each of her finger nails on the other hand. Nari screamed and the people forced to watch all screamed and cried and some gripped their heads and some looked away and some couldn't look away. "Almost done." She said so quietly only she could hear. The face, last but not least. Different parts of Nari's face were crammed agonisingly with nails, her body convulsed until Sachiko slammed a rather long one right into her eye. Nari was now motionless. Nana practically had her face on the ground, covering her eyes and screaming. Sachiko propped herself onto her knees and loomed over Nari's dead body. She looked up. For a single moment all went silent. Then in an instant her stone cold expression turned to glee as she stood and happily cheered: "Next!"

Yoshikazu dragged Nari's body away.

'Fuck that.' Yoshiki thought. Enough was enough.

"You." Sachiko called, her eyes on Yuka. "You annoy me." Sachiko casually strode up to Yuka ignoring Satoshi's pleas and shouts.

"It's alright Yuka, It'll be alright." He shouted at her.

Yuka cried for her big brother.

Naomi burst into tears and Seiko stabbed at her own eyes not daring to see anymore.

Sachiko was only a few feet away from Yuka now.

"Hey Sachi." It took Sachiko a second to register "You crazy little bitch wait up a second." Sachiko stopped in her tracks, she became as stiff as a board. No one had ever spoke to her so casually and so disrespectfully, I mean come on she hadn't even done anything yet. What murder two people and now she's a bitch!? And Sachi? 'How dare they!' "It's Sachiko!" She roared turning to the person in question.

Then she saw who it was. Sachiko completely ignored the path to Yuka and instead made her way slowly to Yoshiki. "You." She said.

"Me." He confirmed, fixing her a cold glare.

Sachiko looked at Yuka and then him. Considering. "What do you want?" She gave him a Go on then look.

"Come here then." He hummed alluringly.

Everyone was still in anticipation. The Kisaragi student were especially incredulous.

She leaned down to him slowly. And it was so sudden, her face was wet. He had spit on her. "Fuck you and your games, you're not fooling anyone you scared bitch."

Yoshikazu flinched waiting for an order, he had his hammer at the ready. 'Great' Yoshiki thought, he hadn't thought this far ahead.

"Scared?" Sachiko twitched, wiping her face in repulse. "I'm not scared. You're ₴₵₳ⱤɆĐ!" That last word was spoken in a truly demonic inflection.

Satoshi flinched the most, watching Yoshiki with fear and concern.

'How dare he? Scared? Who does he think he is?' Sachiko violently stomped back to the cross knife. Picking it up, she pivoted and went straight back to Yoshiki and in a second she had stuck it furiously down into the back of his left hand, pinning it to the ground. "Grrr Fuck." He yelled out in pain.

"Yoshiki!" Satoshi shouted. Seiko covered her mouth.

Sachiko turned to everyone. "Next time it will be his ƒµȼЌɨɲǥ face so take that as a WARNING! Don't be disrespectful! don't TALK BACK!" Sachiko was furious, her voice a mix between petulance and rage, on the verge of a full on temper tantrum.

Yoshiki was wincing in pain, digging at his impaled hand. Morishige peered down at it with concern. He actually felt the urge to help very badly. It surprised him.

Blood squelched from the wound, running down his hand, through his fingers and onto the floor.

Sachiko couldn't even remember who she was going to kill. Didn't matter, a new target had been decided on. She had it out for Kishinuma now and knew exactly how to get to him.

Ayumi was grabbed forcefully by the arm and painfully dragged into the centre. Naomi's attempts to help her were futile, Sachiko easily swatted her away. Rage burned in Yoshiki's eyes but he didn't show fear, not yet.

"That it a warning?!" He spat the words at her. "You weak bitch! There's a reason you won't do it!" He didn't really believe there was a reason but whatever worked. Once again though he hadn't thought past the taunting part, he had stopped her from killing Yuka but what now?

Sachiko turned to him angrily. "Reason? And what might that be?" She sneered at him.

Yoshiki just smiled.

"NO! You think I'm stupid-"

"Yes" He interrupted.

"It wasn't a question!" She moaned curling her fists and stamping her foot on the ground. "You think I'm stupid enough to fall for what you're doing!" 'Not going to happen, I'm the smartest of them here, screw that mean ass!' She thought angrily.

'Oh god, she's going to kill him' Satoshi thought. Ayumi remained in the centre, having pushed herself up she switched from concerned to resentful as her gaze switched between Yoshiki and Sachiko.

Yoshiki could see he was getting to her. He had to push further, but he was testing his luck blindly at this point. "Maybe I'm not doing what you think I'm doing, maybe I'm doing something else entirely and you're just too stupid to figure it out! Would I be right?"

"NO!" She screamed back.

There was a break of silence. "...Bet I'm right."

The others were just waiting for her to snap now, watching in horror. Kai almost smiled. The whole room was tense.

"No you're FUCKING WRONG!"

"Hey! Would your fucking mother appreciate that language!?" He paused and gave a sly smirk. "Whatever happened to her!?" Honestly Yoshiki didn't know what happened to her mother at all, it was a long shot.

It worked.

"BASTARD!" She screamed charging up to him. The students, especially the ones of Kisaragi flinched dramatically. Yoshiki flicked his head to the side in a bring it on manner.
She stopped a few inches from his face. The anger, the rage, the hatred it was palpable.

Yoshiki stared her dead in the eyes, he was shaking lightly but was doing his best to hold it together in front of Sachiko. He felt the pain in his hand, it was fire, it burned so bad. It made him want to scream but he didn't want to give her the satisfaction.

He needed to do something but had nothing, no cards left to play. Taunt her again and she might just be done with him or maybe to prove a point she'd experiment on someone else. Ayumi caught his eye. There was a moment, a moment when they made perfect eye contact, he saw the fear in her eyes and she saw the fear in his, time almost stopped. If not for himself then he had to at least do something for her. Then it became clear, Yoshiki realised that Sachiko herself had given him what he needed. The weapon was a shiny little knife, one currently skewered in his own hand. It was right there. Willpower, that's what he needed, just enough to surpass the pain and pull it out. Not to mention actually having to land a hit. It would all have to go down quick. This was the exaggerated definition of a long shot. Afterwards he was sure he would be giving everyone a chance at escape. ...He hoped he would be giving them a chance at escape.

Everything inside him was screaming at himself to just keep his mouth shut. He couldn't lie and say he wasn't terrified. Yoshiki didn't want to die. But for now he would keep his composure, like he always does. He only had to hold out a little longer.

Sachiko was giving him the look of death. Yoshiki held her stare, subtly shifting his hand around trying to loosen the blade. Sure this could go a magnitude of horribly bad ways but one way meant his friends might have a chance at escaping. His heart was beating out of chest, he tasted blood, his stomach dropped and it burned inside him to the point where it was painful. He counted down. '5...4...3...fuck this.'

Yoshiki ripped the knife from his hand and despite his hasty aim managed to plunge it directly into Sachiko's face. Yoshiki screamed in agonizing pain. Yoshikazu roared from somewhere behind him. Sachiko lunged backwards scratching at her face. The cross knife glowed brighter. Sachiko stopped, she faltered for a second as if giving herself a second to realise what had just happened before letting out the loudest and most painful inhuman screech. Her Body twisted and contorted as she stumbled around clawing at the knife.

Ohkawa for the first time properly observed what was happening. That bitch was killing more people. Then he felt it. The force that was pulling him down grew weaker. He could almost move.

Sachiko ripped the knife from her face with a blood curdling scream, she ran at Yoshiki and pushed him down, towering on top of him, holding up the knife ready to plunge it in to his heart. Despite the pain Yoshiki managed to haphazardly smack her in the gut, but it only faltered her for a second.

His legs, Ohkawa felt his legs, they were his again. He could move. He gawked mournfully at the blood of his best friend. The one Sachiko murdered. He didn't deserve that, she did. Sachiko deserved it. "AHHHHHH" Ohkawa out of nowhere screamed a war cry. He threw himself up and charged straight for Sachiko, tackling her right off Yoshiki when the knife was only a few inches from his chest, it fell to the side. Everyone stared at the them with open mouths. Yoshikazu had been too busy trying to help Sachiko to have been worrying about bashing anyone's skulls in. Now he was clumsily running for his hammer.

Naomi was the first to snap out of it, letting herself feel the sensation in her legs, they worked. She stood up hastily. "Run!" That one word was like the first domino in a long line. Everyone in the room simultaneously came to their senses, throwing their bodies up and running. It was madness. Sachiko was screaming, she screamed at Yoshikazu to get them! He very sluggishly and neglectfully started trying to throw his big hands towards the fleeing children. Yoshiki stayed lay on his back panting heavily, the wind had been utterly knocked out of him. So much so It was taking him a second to realise the pressure was off of him. He began to cough, gulping in large amounts of air while his body desperately tired to recover itself. He could feel the vibrations around him as everyone fled, he could see their figures blurring past him in slow motion. Morishige lent over him and grabbed the knife. "Kishinuma, get up!" To the left off him Sachiko had got the upper hand on Ohkawa, he was long past saving.

Suddenly it wasn't just Morishige telling him to get up, Satoshi was over him now shouting at him and grabbing his arm. He was torn back into reality, and suddenly he could hear the screams and see the terror. He grabbed Satoshi back and let him help him up. Now he saw everything. Pure chaos, people were desperately trying to stick together and get away at the same time, Yoshikazu was very unevenly swinging his hammer from left and right, making more hits to the floor than anyone else.

The Kisaragi students managed to get next to each other. Yuka held her brothers hand tightly. "Come with us." Satoshi called to the lost looking Nana, she ran to them. The red flames made no efforts to stop them from leaving. Sachiko who had been excessively beating Ohkawa's definitely dead body snapped out of her blood lust. She stood and turned. Everyone was running, she saw the last of them disappear out the doors.

From behind the fleeing students was a scream so loud the ground shook. Ayumi personally took that as Sachiko's way of saying I'm coming for you.


A/N

This was really good to finally write. I had the basis of this idea since before I actually started this story. Different versions of it played out in my head but this was what I settled on. And it works for the rest of the story since things have just kinda fell into place. I already have the next three chapters pretty much finished.

I had been writing ideas and dialogue for it down while writing the other chapters so I ended up with a mess of notes to sort through and order, but I like how it came out so I'd say it was worth it. Writing about/from Sachiko's mind is always fun since she's such a psycho but like in the good way. Not like what she does is good but her character is great to work with. And it's great that she's not so mature either so I can try to lighten the mood with her in between all the brutal murders and the emotional torture. Maybe I should have said this earlier but reviews are always welcome.