Hi everyone and welcome back to another ridiculous chapter! I'm so so sorry for the long wait and I will try not to let that happen again. Anyways, this story just gets weirder and weirder...so enjoy!
Crazy Murder House Party!
Chapter Three: Let's Party!
Sunday, 7:00p.m.
"What should we do?!"
That was the question crossing the mind of every girl trapped in the catastrophe before them. With an electrocuted Kokona resting in the arms of the nurse and a failing cell signal, no one knew how to contact the police or anyone beyond the beach home's walls. Everyone's dream vacation with Senpai quickly faded into a nightmare and the girls found themselves standing within the center of a murder scene. The shock and terror of the sudden situation struck them like lightning and sent everyone into a moment of absolute chaos. Midori kept waking up and passing out after seeing the body, half of the girls were crying, some remained frozen, and others just wanted to get the hell out of there.
"I'm I going to die?!"
"She was so young!"
"W-who would do this?!"
"I'm too pretty to die!"
"ASDFGHJKL!"
Megami tried to dissect any hidden meaning from the poem but the surrounding ruckus continued to crawl under her skin and beat at her mind. Her eyes darted over to Ayano who was gleefully watching the deafening scene from atop the countertop with the doll and CD on her lap. Megami blinked at the chaos around her and felt rage boil within. What could she expect from these people? It was time for her to do what she knew best and take control over the situation. She was going to lead her classmates to redemption and solve this sudden murder mystery.
"Alright everyone, quiet down!" She attempted to yell over the racket and stood up straight with her fists propped on her hips. Her voice barely made it past the screams and cries of her useless acquaintances as they continued to run in pointless circles. Megami wanted to smack herself in the face but instead kept her cool and whistled over the crowd. Still no response.
"I wanna go home!"
"The demons aren't happy."
"This is stupid! I can't die here!"
Megami's face was now fuming with rage. She pushed her way through the horde of panicking girls and approached the entrance of the bathroom with her fists clenched. There was no point in freaking out, not whenever another life could be on the line. Ayano was amused by her classmates growing anger and continued to watch her attempts at calming the crowd. The president rubbed the bridge of her nose and glared at the mess in front of her before screaming to the top of her lungs.
"EVERYONE SHUT THE HELL UP!" She roared over the girls in which they all froze in place at the sound of her echoing voice. They turned to her with startled expressions, each one of their eyes revealing a different emotion.
"Well that was loud…" Kizana pouted in the back and Megami felt her eye twitch. Midori, who had just awakened, passed out once more after hearing Megami's booming vocals rip through the air. The president sighed at her acquaintances and stepped forward with her fists clenched. She decided to remain calm and handle the situation like a school election. She was going to give them a speech that would knock their socks off.
"Listen up!" Megami began and walked through the crowd with determined eyes. "No one expected Senpai's little get together to turn into this, but we're not going to weasel our way out of it, not when one of our own has been slaughtered. How can we sit around and panic when they're may be a murderer waiting for us within this house?"
"S-so are you implying that it was murder?" Osana felt her legs tremble beneath her as she continued to glance over at Kokona's lifeless body. Megami nodded.
"Of course! You think this was an accident?! Just look at the crime scene and the evidence left behind. Someone prepared this," She shot her gaze over at Ayano, "…and they had to make sure Kokona was the one to step into the bathroom."
Ayano sighed and scooted herself off the counter. "No shit, Sherlock. We can tell from her doll." She waved the singed plush in front of Megami's face and the president immediately smacked the thing through the air.
"The doll's appearance matches Kokona's death." Osoro added and the rest of the girls instantly thought of their dolls.
"Exactly, and the doll was missing during our banquet. This setup was staged prior to the gathering." Megami pointed to the empty bucket on the floor and the unscrewed outlet.
"But how did the killer get Kokona to come here?" Amai muttered with a shaky voice. Asu nodded in agreement.
"Amai's right. Out of all of us, how did the killer make sure only she would come to the bathroom?"
"Simple." Megami crossed her arms with a faint grin. "If some of you may recall, Kokona was feeling ill during our feast. The killer must have done something to her food to make her feel nauseous, thus sending her to the bathroom."
"Wow Ms. President, you sure know a lot about this." Ayano stepped forward and glanced over at Megami with devious eyes. The silver haired girl froze in place as her cheeks blushed from the sudden accusation. She felt all eyes turn to her as she tried to bury the obvious shock evident on her face. She simply brushed aside their gazes and cleared her throat.
"Anyone could come to these conclusions after examining the crime scene. I was just following the facts. You were there with me and saw the same things I did. Was the evidence too much for you to handle?" She snickered and shot her eyes over towards Ayano. The tables had turned and now Ayano could feel the piercing stares surround her. She glanced at Megami with a grin, impressed with her quick save.
"That's all fine and dandy guys, but we're still standing around with a dead body in the room…" Midori had finally gained control over herself and sat up with her palm resting on her forehead. The nurse nodded with Kokona still in her arms.
"She's right! We need to report this immediately!"
"How? There is no signal?" Kizana continued to jab at her phone keys with a frantic expression.
"Forget the phones! Let's go and report it ourselves!" Osoro shouted with her fist in the air and motioned everyone towards the door. Megami nodded and dashed beside her.
"Good idea! Osoro and I will go to the police while the rest of you keep watch and stay with the body. And don't touch anything in the crime scene!"
Everyone nodded and slowly inched themselves away from the corpse when a shriek startled the girls into the air.
"DON'T LEAVE ME HERE WITH THE BODY!" Midori cried and leapt from the floor, her body dashing towards the two girls. She immediately grabbed hold of Osoro's wrist and gripped onto her arm like a child holding onto her mother. Osoro's face reddened while Megami blinked at the shaking girl and rolled her eyes.
"Fine. Osoro, Midori and I will be right back…" She stated and ushered the two to follow her. Osoro swallowed and gently tugged Midori along as she followed their silver haired leader to the police station, or any place with a working signal. Once the girls disappeared around the corner, Ayano sighed and began to sift through the items left on the countertop. She set aside the doll and held up the small excerpt to her eyes as she scanned over its content.
The brief sentence was clearly talking about Kokona and her place in the game. Ayano smirked as dozens of memories flooded her brain, each one returning to the multiple deaths of her rival. Though she could reset the story at any given time, Ayano felt intrigued by the sudden change to the game and how someone else was executing her rivals…or she at least hoped more would die later on. Then she could just sit back, relax, and watch her troubles get picked away by another hand. Maybe this time she would win her Senpai.
"This is stupid, making all of us sit around in this place. I should just leave." Osana stepped out of the bathroom and slid down on the floor with her back against the wall. She began to flick her pigtails as more complaints rolled out of her mouth. "How can I even trust any of you. The killer may be in this house still, possibly one of you."
Ayano set the poem slip on top of the CD and leaned against the door frame. "Oh, don't get your pigtails in a twist, princess. For all we know, you could be the killer."
Osana jolted her head up and felt rage boil within her. "How dare you accuse me of such an accusation!"
"What?" Ayano laughed which only angered Osana even more.
"If anyone's the murderer, it's you! You're such a creep around Senpai, always stalking him and doing creepy stuff behind his back!"
"Oh what would you know. All you do is baka him to death!"
"Well I've seen you pick up his chewed pencil and lick the bite marks!"
"All you do is nag and complain about stupid shit! You're constantly treating him like a pack mule!"
"At least I have some dignity, you're just plain disgusting." Osana crossed her arms and tilted her head to the side with closed eyes. Ayano wanted to beat the girl to a pulp but decided to refrain herself due to the surrounding girls. It was not the time nor the place to be "apprehended."
Instead of a physical slam to the face, Ayano was about to throw in one more insult when an ear-piercing alarm pounded through the beach house. All the girls jumped to their feet and huddled together in panic as the house began to shake from the noise.
"OH GOD NO!" Osana's voice echoed over the alarm and Ayano turned to see what she was screaming at. With all her strength, the pigtailed girl took off down the hall and towards the open window in the distance. Ayano dashed after her, unsure of what she was running from, and tried to catch up with the babbling firecracker. As soon as she matched pace with Osana, Ayano could see why she was sprinting towards the window.
The girls were too late. The pigtailed girl slammed against the bars encasing the window and let out a scream. Ayano shoved her aside and wrapped her fingers around one of the poles as she tried to shake it from its place. When she glanced around the house, she could see that anything leading to the outside was caged off by some security system. All of the windows and some of the doors were covered by the same bars. Now no one could escape.
"Dammit!"
Ayano turned towards the sound and saw Megami and the others enter the hallway. The student council president was furiously shaking her head while Midori was still holding onto Osoro for dear life. Osana, who had finally recovered from her mini panic attack, approached the girls and flung her hand towards the restricting poles.
"What the hell is this!?" She demanded. Megami sighed and glanced around at all the closed off access points.
"A security system."
"Why would Senpai need this kind of security system!?" Osana then froze in place and tilted her head. "Where would Senpai get this kind of security system?!"
Ayano snickered and leaned her arm on Megami's shoulder. "Does Saikou Corp have anything to do with this?"
The president stepped away from Ayano and narrowed her brows, her eyes revealing hints of guilt.
"Well?!" Osana chimed in and Megami whipped her head up with a scowl.
"Yes, dammit! I had Senpai's place wired to the brim!"
"For what!?"
"Oh, I don't know! Just to keep certain people out!" She averted her eyes over towards Ayano who tried to keep her laughter in. She had to give it to Megami for installing an ANTI-AYANO security system.
"Well this is great, just great!" Osana began to pace around and cover her eyes. "Your security system does a magnificent job at keeping people trapped INSIDE!"
"Can't you just shut it off?" Osoro asked while trying to shake Midori from her arm. Megami's eyes showed no change or hope in regards to the situation.
"I would, but the system only works when the internet is on. How did it turn on? I don't have a clue because there still is no internet or signal in the area." She held her phone in the air once again with no luck.
"So we're stuck. Is that what you're implying?" Osana stated with a cold tone.
"Oh, I'm not implying it. That's exactly what's happening."
"You're joking…"
"BUT I DON'T WANNA DIE HERE!" Midori's scream cut through the conversation as she strengthened her grip around Osoro's arm. Megami turned to the frightened girl and planted her hand on her shoulder.
"Can it Midori, you're not going to die!"
Ayano sighed. "I don't know, anything's possible."
"I didn't get all dressed up and stuff for this…and the worst thing is, I can't even contact YandereDev!" Midori sniffled and released her hands from Osoro's arm. She buried her hands in her fists and began to sob against her palms.
"Jeez, you were the one who played 'maid' during this little party. For all we know, you could be the murderer."
"Ayano, cut it out!" Osoro hollered back. "Let's just calm down and regroup. I think the best thing to do is evaluate the situation."
Megami grinned at the delinquent. "I agree. We should head back and ask everyone to meet in the dining room. It's time we get to the bottom of this!
Sunday 8:30p.m
The living room was crowded with girls as they sat upon the multiple sofas and chairs available. It took them some time to accept the security bars and finally give in to their trapped state. The student council president promised the girls their freedom if they agreed to cooperate, and that's exactly what they did. After everyone had settled down, Megami approached the front of the room with stern eyes.
"Alright ladies, listen up! Now that we've gathered everyone in here, we should discuss the situation and work towards a solution. Without any other option, Kokona's body has been wrapped and placed on the sofa in the basement. For the sake of your sanity, I highly recommend that no one ventures down there. We must leave Kokona's body at peace and give her a proper burial after this mess has been solved."
Megami watched as the remaining girls darted their eyes to the floor and briefly bowed their heads for their deceased acquaintance. She cleared her throat.
"In regards to the crime scene, I suggest we keep it untouched for now and try to stick with the bathrooms on the second floor. I know it will be hard with a house full of girls but I'm sure the two bathrooms will suffice. I don't know how long we'll be stuck here, but according to Midori, the kitchen is stacked to the brim with food and snacks to munch on. I highly doubt we will be here for long, but just in case, I say we ration the food wisely."
"I can help with that. I know how to make small meals that pack a big punch!" Amai added in with a faint smile.
Asu nodded at her and turned to Megami. "Maybe we could even come up with a bathroom schedule?"
"I suppose that could work. I think before we dive into this further, we should head to bed early tonight. Tomorrow we can continue this discussion and hopefully find a way at cracking open the security barriers. Until then, let's rest up and prepare things in the morning."
"This is all great and stuff, but I think you are forgetting the fact that there may be a killer among us." Ayano chimed in while twirling the ends of her ponytail. The rest of the girls stiffened and Megami wanted to smack her across the face. Just when things were beginning to turn around for the better, Ayano had to open her big mouth and allow the tension to return. Even though Megami wished to avoid the topic, she knew Ayano was right. Somewhere within the house or among the gathered was a killer who indeed slaughtered Kokona. Who could sleep knowing their lives were at risk?
"And what about the CD and poem thingy? Those mean something, right?" Kizana glanced up from her seat as she filed her nails. Megami's eyes widened.
"Of course! I had almost forgotten about those things!"
Midori shook her head and scrunched her knees towards her chest. "C-can't we listen to it tomorrow? Something's telling me that it'll only make things worse…"
"Aren't you curious? What if it's some sort of clue!" Asu seemed energized and pumped her fists in the air. Osana simply rolled her eyes.
"What is this, Scooby Doo? It's probably some creepy introduction from the murderer."
"Well I say we find out. There's no use not watching it, especially if it gives us some answers." Megami turned to the coffee table and grabbed the disc from the crime scene. "Oka, would you mind getting the TV ready?"
"Sure." The quiet girl reached over for the remote and switched on the television while Megami put in the disc.
"Anyone got popcorn?" Ayano muttered under her breath.
After the disc was loaded in, a sharp fuzz rippled across the screen until the picture went black. Within the dark background was a faint silhouette of a person and the girls tried to squint their eyes in order to get a better view of the mysterious stranger. The shadow began to speak and everyone was startled by the familiarity of the voice, even though the vocals were shrouded by a deep filter.
"Greetings. I welcome you all to my little beach party. Unfortunately, it will be hard to visit the beach from your trapped state. I do hope my security system didn't startle you in anyway."
"Ha, cute." Osana whispered.
"Now then, you probably have more important thoughts on your mind. What's happening? Why am I stuck in this place? Was Taro even the one who invited me? Is this even a beach party? Well let me assure you, we will indeed have the time of our lives…or at least I will!
(maniacal laugh)
You're also probably wondering why I resorted to a pre-recorded message. Maybe because I wanted to keep my identity a secret…or maybe I just wanted to stick with the good 'ole fashioned mystery book plotline! I guess you'll never know. But hey, don't fret! I have a ton in store for all of you. I know how to get a party rolling. I bet you were all SHOCKED to see Kokona."
"Bastard." Osoro cursed and clenched her fists.
"So we're stuck with one of those types of murderers." Ayano sighed, almost disappointed by the killer's grand introduction. At least he was doing the job for her.
"Let's just say that girl was a party pooper. She was always just a dummy, the first to lose her life."
"The poem line!" Megami exclaimed.
"If my assumptions are correct, I bet one of you just exclaimed 'The poem line!' Eh, it's not necessarily a clue but just my way of spicing things up a bit, you know? Kind of like my calling card. Expect to see more in the future. When you put them all together, they'll make a pretty nice poem! Sadly, only the person who lives the longest will see the completed product…almost like an award for surviving. Hey, I dig it! Whoever lives the longest will be crowned queen of the party and shall be rewarded with a magnificent poem. If you're lucky, I may even frame it for you."
"Is this guy for real? What a sicko!" The teacher winced at the stranger's twisted sense of humor.
"Anyways, I'm zonked and feel like that's enough for my little intro. They're will be more tapes; don't you worry your pretty little heads. Also, I've gussied up the place for you gals so enjoy the food and refreshments while they last. I know the internet and signal's not working, but I've got to keep you all trapped here, don't I? Just suck it up and live like they did before the phone era. Most of your phones won't even have an owner by the end of this."
"This is disgusting!" Megami shot up from her seat and glared at the stranger's shadow with laser eyes. It was odd, as if Megami's stand silenced the man behind the screen. The girls figured it was the end of his rant once they noticed his image growing darker and fuzzier until he was barely visible. But after a few soundless seconds, the silhouette twitched on the television and leaned forward towards the camera. He whispered in a quiet but eerie voice.
"I hope you all have a wonderful night. Sleep tight."
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