Atsuko walked the busy halls of the hospital as she waited for her father to finish his meeting. She was stuck in her thoughts and did not notice the young man coming towards her until it was too late. She stumbled back and hit the floor along with some papers and a clipboard. Hurriedly she got to her knees and began collecting the papers from the ground.
"I'm so sorry!" She said handing the man, with hair covering one eye, the papers and bowing her head.
"Its alright, whats your name?"
"Atsuko"
"Well, be careful next time Atsuko" He said smiling kindly.
"Yes. Sorry" She said bowing and walking off. Taking a quick look back she saw the man was now talking to another nurse, female, with long dark hair. Ahead of her Atsuko turned a corner.
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"Are you sure that's her?" Asked Hone-Onna as she watched Atsuko disappear down the hall.
"Yeah, she accessed the website." Replied Ren Ichimoku putting the clipboard on a nearby desk.
"But she didn't submit a name. Why are we here?"
"The mistress thought it would be a good idea just to check."
"Well we checked, lets go." Hone-Onna said and walked away to find Wanyuudou.
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"Suko!" Atsuko turned to see an old friend she made while she use to wander around. Atsuko didn't say anything instead she waited for the girl to come closer. She was smiling but when she saw her smile was not returned it wavered.
"I'm sorry, I forgot" She looked guilty.
Atsuko shook her head as if to say 'its okay'. There was a short awkward silence before the girl spoke.
"Why do you have an insulin pen? I thought your adoptive mom was the diabetic not you." She said pointing to Atsuko's bag.
"Is that what this is?" I didn't know I found it at home."
"Careful, I heard your mom was on special medication like supercharged. So don't accidentally poke yourself with that thing. It could be dangerous."
"Misa." A nurse called from down the hall.
"I have to go." The girl, Misa, said recognizing the voice that called her. "I'll see you later?" She asked
"Yeah." Misa smiled as she walked to her nurse.
Atsuko stood in that hall for a while staring at the insulin pen she held in her hand. 'How can this little thing be dangerous?' she thought then noticed the hall was becoming very lonely. Slipping the pen back in her bag Atsuko practically ran back to the waiting room. Quietly she opened the door. Her father was sitting in a chair by the wall with his head in his hands. The door closed behind her and he looked up.
"Where have you been?" He asked standing up and moving towards her.
"Walking around, when Sakura left there was no one so..."
"Sakura was here?" He said grabbing Atsuko's arm tightly. "What did she tell you? Did she say anything about your mother?" Atsuko looked scared but her father didn't notice.
"No" She lied "she just asked how I was doing is all." Her voice was taut.
"Well I'm finished here we can go." loosening his grip on Atsuko he walked out the door calling for Atsuko to follow.
Lifting her sleeve Atsuko found she had a bruise on her arm where her father grabbed her, upon hearing her name the young girl walked out the room and followed her father to the exit, bowing to the hospital directors as she left.
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Atsuko was in her room staring at the insulin pen in her hand. She was considering calling Misa at the hospital for more information but decided against it. Instead she placed the pen on her computer desk and went to the kitchen for a drink. When her father called her she followed his voice to their living room. He saw standing in the doorway, shoes on, and putting on his suit coat.
"I have to go somewhere, I'll be back" Is all he said before the exiting the door.
Walking back to the kitchen Atsuko put some water to boil and went in the hall to the bathroom. She stopped, however, when she saw the back room door and remembered the night she found the insulin pen. Her mind flashed back to the noise she heard and the image of her fathers face when he found she heard him. Letting go of the doorknob Atsuko walked back to the door she stood in front of just the other night. Looking around to make sure she was alone, before opening the door, the young girl turned the knob. Entering the room she searched for a light switch. The room was so dark she couldn't even see the floor. Taking a few steps forward, hands on the wall, Atsuko gave a light scream when her foot made no contact with the floor and she feel flat on a top step. Allowing herself time to catch her breath Atsuko once again searched the wall. On her right side she found a switch.
Making her way sown the unknown steps Atsuko found herself becoming scared. At the bottom she spotted a large plastic bag. When she was near it she looked inside. There were papers some looked like emails some like instructions. When she turned her head to read some, a light flashed in her eye. Moving over to the table which contained the source of the light Atsuko became more frightened and confused. The table had a syringe and a liquid vile on the same table was another paper with instructions. This time Atsuko skimmed through it. She was horrified at what she read: The paper contained instructions on how to poison someone by inserting a poison liquid into an insulin pen. Shocked Atsuko reread through the paper hoping she was mistaken because if she was not than that only lead to one conclusion: Her father murdered her mother.
A shriek escaped her mouth as she heard the loud piercing chirp of the boiling water. Rushing up the stairs Atsuko turned off the lights and slammed the door shut as she made her way to turn off the water. Forgetting completely about her thirst she ran to her room and sat on her bed, head hidden between her arms. She only looked up once what she saw refreshed her memories and gave her an idea: Hell Girl.
Teary eyes the distraught teenager walked over to sit at the computer she typed in the Hell Correspondence website. Nothing came up that's when she remembered the time requirement. Looking at the clock she still had a long time to wait. Minimizing the screen she sat at her bed, back towards the wall, face staring at her screen. She didn't move not even when her father came home and called for her. She stayed glued on her vision.
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Hours later her father was asleep and she only had two minutes to midnight. At that point she moved, sitting closer to the computer. At last when the clock stock midnight she quickly pressed the refresh key. The same black screen came up and the same type box popped up. As quickly as she could she typed in a single name: Hiroshi Himura. She pushed ENTER and a flame engulfed the name.