De-Ji woke up just before Suta, and stretched her sore limbs. Worst night of sleep ever. Suta groaned and sat up. The rest of the girls chuckled and a few said things like,
"you'll get used to it. We did."De-Ji glared up at them. How could they be so tame?! It was sickening. The girl with the orange hair came up to her and said,
"what do you want to do today?" looking at her with a look of disgusted amazement, she replied,
"escape, of course, " she ended there, not knowing how to finish. She was going to call the girl by name and then insult her, but she just realized that she hadn't learned any names. "What's your name?" she intervened herself.
"We've all decided that it's better that you don't make friends with the girls here. If you get attached, you'll get even more distraught than you already are." Shaking her head, De-Ji looked at all of them. Nobody knew anyone's name? That was ridiculous, but she had to admit that it was a good idea. She looked at Suta, who watched silently, muttering and grimacing every once in a while when a sore muscle twitched, aching to be moved. Suta, noticing De-Ji was looking at her, shrugged. Continuing on,
"Well, are we going to try escaping or not?" The girl with orange hair shook her head, sat down by Suta and said,
"We've tried. Many times, but we've obviously never found a way out." De-Ji turned into a hawk and retorted,
"well I bet you've never tried this!" and turned, and stuck a talon in the lock on the oddly gray doorknob. The girl with the spiky black hair grimaced and muttered to herself in the corner, something about breaking a fingernail. She tried turning the talon, but her energy drained out of her almost immediately. Falling backward, she couldn't catch herself. Landing on the hard wood floor, she grimaced as her muscles sent spasms of pain resenting her actions. The girl with short black hair answered the question in her head, almost like she could read her mind.
"That doorknob is made of Kairōseki." De-Ji sat up, regaining her strength and said,
"I noticed." She had encountered Kairōseki before, but not enough to recognize it at first sight. Suta sighed, and took one of her hair pins out of her hair. She looked at it, then walked up to the doorknob. She wasn't a thief, but she could probably pick the lock. Without touching it, she hoped. Sticking the hairpin in, she jiggled it around, but to no avail. The lock was too advanced for that little trick. The orange haired girl smirked at her and said,
"we've tried that too. Maybe you should try asking what we've tried. You might get farther." De-Ji and Suta glared at her and said at the same time,
"well what do you suggest?" The girl with orange hair answered them both, saying
"give up. There's no use." They refused to, however. However, before they could try anything, the doorknob jiggled and everyone heard the lock click open ominously. A small murmur passed through the room, the murmur was,
"it's Dokueki again. Wonder who will be chosen this time." De-Ji and Suta's eyes widened as the doorknob turned, oh so slowly due to the seemingly lengthened time.