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Chapter 8: The End

Somewhere between the great dive taken into her backpack and after five minutes of falling through her backpack, Yomi went from bewildered to very, very annoyed. "Dang it!" she yelled. "Why can't I just land already?!" It was as if the gods heard her plea, considering the fact that as soon as she had said "already," she landed face-first on a hard white floor made of who-knows-what in a huge white room made of seemingly nothing. She struggled to get up and succeeded in standing. Her face stung as it bled mildly. She had no serious injuries, but her superficial ones were in very uncomfortable places.

Yomi looked around, puzzled. She wondered when her backpack had become so very large. She began to walk away, looking for her electric pen and/or a way out. She was thankful that she had no serious injuries. Had she landed directly on the ground, she may have died. Instead, her fall was broken by... She looked behind her to see what it was. By... She touched the invisible so-called "object." Concentrated air? An invisible cushion? No... Not concentrated air or an invisible cushion... But what? Whatever it was, it made a splashing sound as she put her hand through it. She was amazed. It felt just like water! She swished her hand around in it and felt something else. She grabbed it and lifted it up. It was her electric pen! Surely by then it was soaked, though... As soon as she grabbed it, everything grew, if possible, even brighter. Yomi closed her eyes tightly. When she opened them, the brightness had subsided, and she found herself directly outside her bottomless backpack. She began to leave, snickering as she clutched the electric pen, but then realized something as the sting returned to the injuries on her face. "Crap," she said. "I'd better clean those out..." She went over to the sink and turned on the sink, looking around to make sure that she was in the right house. Her hands began to fill up with the black, high-viscosity liquid that she thought was water but hadn't bothered to check on before she raised it to her face. The black liquid entered her incisions. The nervous cords behind her eyes detached from her eyes, which rolled so far back into her head that they rolled out of her sockets. Her head hung down, her limbs hung down, and she began to chuckle. Now, I'm going to write what she said in a script format to make it actually funny.
Yomi: Gehe... Hehe... HEAHAHAHAHAHAGAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAaaaaack. (cough) Oww... ;-;
Alrighty, then. You get the picture, right? Okay, then. As I was saying...

Yomi took a seat as she was instructed by the black liquid that had invaded her brain. The life-sized Kaorin-like evil plush with buttons for eyes suddenly appeared as if she had been produced by a hologram machine and walked over to the sink. She put a plug in the drain, patted Yomi on the head, and pointed to the counter edge. A piece of paper and a pencil appeared. She took the pencil, wrote something on the paper, put the pencil back, and vanished, pointing to Yomi as she did so.

Yomi's retinas, corneas, and other such organs reattached themselves to her eyeballs, which rolled back into their sockets. She felt horrible. She thought that maybe her cuts were infected, but she raised her hand up to feel them, and they weren't there. She tried to remind herself what had been going on. She dove into her backpack... She got her electric pen... There was brightness, and then she found herself back in Chiyo's house... Then, she cleaned out her cuts... She couldn't remember what had happened then. Since one cannot remember what has yet to happen, she logically assumed that she was still cleaning her cuts. However, her complete lack of cuts proved otherwise. She looked over at the sink. The "water" was running, but rather than water, the tap was emitting thick, disgusting black liquid. She began to turn it off when she noticed a note. She read it.

Dear guests and self,

The water is on and overflowing for experimental purposes. I have had pipes installed underneath the carpet that lead back to the sink and have devices in said pipes that measure all properties of a liquid. I wish to discover and confirm the properties of this strange liquid.

Love, Chiyo

Yomi examined it. It didn't look like Chiyo's handwriting, but she decided to trust it. She turned the "water" back on. She snickered and clutched the electric pen to her chest as she went back outside to "play" with Osaka. She walked over to Osaka (who was still sleeping, F.Y.I.), pen in hand, chuckling insincerely. "Hi, Yomi-san," said Chiyo. "Where'd you go?" "Dunno," said Yomi. "I think I dove into my backpack, as weird as that sounds..." Chiyo gasped. "How did you do it, Yomi-san? Are you magic?" "Dunno," replied Yomi once again. Yomi and Chiyo stood like statues for at least seven seconds before their motionless staring at each other in silence was interrupted by the noise of a truck going by. "Hey," said Yomi. "I'm gonna go do whatever." "Kay. Bye!" Chiyo waved as Yomi walked off.

Yomi approached Osaka as quietly as possible, clutching the pen. She breathed harder as she leaned over Osaka with her hand on the button. Tomo ran up to her and kicked her, laughing happily and evilly. Yomi fell over and pressed the button, shocking both Osaka and herself. Osaka awoke abruptly. "PIGTAILS!!!" she yelled. Everybody stared at her in confusion. Osaka rubbed her eyes and stood up. She looked around her. "Hiya, Yomi-san," she said as she waved to Yomi. "'Sup, Osaka-san," said Yomi. Osaka got up. "Hey, it's not nice to stare..." she said. Everyone then looked away and continued with their affairs. They played in the snow for the rest of the day. It was midnight when everyone finally felt tired. They all lined up in front of the front door. Chiyo began to open the door when Kaorin shuddered. "Wait," she said. "I have a bad feeling about this." Chiyo pulled her hand away. "What's wrong, Kaorin? Did something happen?" Tomo shoved Chiyo out of the way. "Aww, let her go and hide if she's scared!" Tomo swung open the door, causing thick black liquid to burst out and flood the streets. Everyone's mouths were open in awe. The black liquid splashed all over them and got in their mouths. Kaorin's forehead suddenly glowed very brightly. She hugged Sakaki. "Umm," said Sakaki. "Excuse me, wha-" The black liquid hit them and evaporated. Kaorin let go of Sakaki. More black liquid flooded them and got in Sakaki's mouth. Everyone's eyes rolled back in their heads except Kaorin's. Kaorin looked around and saw that she was surrounded. The demonic doll-like imitation of Kaorin fell from the sky, touched Kaorin on the forehead, and said, "Good job." The doll vanished. Everyone's eyes rolled back into their sockets. "Wait," said Kaorin. "Who are you?!" she called into the air. "You will learn," said the voice of the doll, "if you promise to never forget this day... If you promise to never forget me." Kaorin looked into the sky and smiled. "I promise," she said. Yomi walked up to her. "Hey," she said. "Who are you talking to?" "Umm, nobody," she said. She turned away. "I promise never to forget you... Chiyochichi."

So... That's the end. Thanks for reading! Unless any1 wants me to continue this. Then I will. p