Disclaimer: I do not own Death Note, or Fatal Frame, they are both property of their respective owners.
Authors Notes: Alright this is a lot shorter than the first chapter I know. It just seemed like a good place to end it. I'm also terribly sorry that it took so long to get up. I've just been busy. Note that some of the rooms are out of sequence, but this is because the Manor isn't the same for everyone, what Rei, Miku, and Kei saw isn't going to be the same as what Near sees.
Thank you for the reviews though Bitter candy I'm not sure what you mean by Mysterious characters.
Chapter II
Come Stay with Us
He had been chased through a hallway by a man wielding a rather ominous weapon. His clothes had become torn during his attempt to get away, and a rather unpleasant chill hung in the air. But despite all it's shortcomings and unpleasant points he had to remind himself one thing above all he had to remember about this place. It was all just a dream. A dream in which he could not die, or feel pain, but a dream he was in control of. The heady feeling of the adrenaline that fueled his escape had begun to fade away and with that his ability to think clearly returned and his breathing evened out. He took a moment to examine his surrounding and feel tatami under his feet. He was in a wide open room with a large panel beside his left side and another going horizontal beside it. Past all this was a small mirror and a chest under it. Upon examination he discovered that the chest was locked. Surrounding the mirror, tacked to the wall were large clumps of something black. He moved to examine them, ran his fingers along them and ran his fingers through them. "Hair." He said to himself as his other hand moved to twirl a finger around his own cotton colored hair. He stood and looked around the rest of the room. It was filled with a row of various kimonos hanging on kimono racks and through the maze of them he could make out another exit. "Since I can't very well go through that exit.." He looked back towards the other door, surprised there were no sounds of someone trying to break through. "Obviously he wasn't very motivated to kill me." He mused to himself as he headed towards the other exit, which happened to be a flight of stairs. Finding himself in a simple room that consisted of only three doors counting the one he came though, and small chest, and another crawlspace opening. Picking the door that wasn't locked he headed through it, and found himself in a small courtyard. Snow fell through the open air and onto a large tree bearing several talismans, the entire area centered around it. The flashlight followed around the small porch, and once again he was greeted by a pair of large eyes, this time he was able to make out a body before the person, he made out to be a girl of about his age, vanished, crawling along like a spider. He shook it off, all of this was just his imagination.
He took a few steps forward and then was stopped suddenly. A girl, shorter than him by only a few inches stood before him in the garb of a shrine maiden. The color seemingly stripped from her face except for large dark eyes and a red hair bow mixed in with her short dark locks. She looked up at him with those eyes that seemed to see into his very soul and said in a beckoning voice "Stay here," she paused "Forever." Vanishing before his very eyes but he couldn't help but back up a few steps before moving forward and around the railing that surrounded the tree before coming to another doorway directly across from the one where the girl had appeared. Standing in it, in identical attire, her hair short and her eyes almost obscured by long bangs was another girl. She made no movement and her dark eyes reflected nothing. She stared up at him and said in the same tone as the other girl "Stay here, forever." He looked away, as the girl disappeared for there was a thump, thump, thumping of feet against the hardwood floor. The familiar outfit he had been looking for, and dark hair, as messy as ever. Skin that was pale against the moonlit snow that surrounded both of them, wide doors opened before his mentor as they both stood motionless, one not noticing the other, and the other struggling not to show any recognition. Then the other moved, the one he that drew him here, through the large doors and they closed behind him. The white haired boy felt his arm move back down. He had been holding it out without realizing it and he looked at his fingers for a moment before letting them drop.
"L…" Without thinking he followed after his mentor.
Closer. Closer. Through the door. Dark eyes lost behind heavy oak doors. "Wait!" He screamed without thinking as the doors slammed.
He fell backwards. Cold stone against his back, his back was bare. The only thing covering him was a top that covered to the middle of his thigh. Shadows moved in the darkness before becoming visible. Four girl's, all dressed in shrine maidens garb. Each one with long layers of straight dark hair covering their faces to the point where their eyes were not visible. Singing a song so softly that he thought he had not heard it. He struggled as he felt something creeping up his body, like a bruise, as each girl sat a silvery stake at his wrists, and his ankles. Gracefully moving the hammers they wielded to strike. He closed his eyes tightly, waiting for the pain that was sure to come. He felt the bruising sensation reach his face, he opened his eyes to see why his nightmare had not yet come to an end, the sensation seemed to cover his face, and then made his eyes ache and then the girl in his line of vision swung.