A/N: Scatter. Scatter. Oddly written. I know. I attempted to rewrite, but... I had already written the next two chapters (MUCH better quality. I got back in my writing groove that I had the first few, plus some emotion and action~!) so I hadn't. Anyway, just PM me if you don't get what happened. I'll explain ;) Anyway, special thank you to AngryBirds379 and CinnaraSaras for reviewing on, well, pretty much every chapter. Anywho, enjoy the next one~! Expect quick updates.

..it was earlier, so I took that as good news. Ayumi did as well, and practically ran towards it with my jacket (which was tied around her waist) flapping in the wind. She traced her finger underneath the letters as she read, "Morishige is fine, but suspicious. Heading towards corridor to next building, signed by Mochida and sis…", she starts, and surprisingly has more to read. "Gone out looking for you two and the others. Don't go further than Infirmary on 2nd floor, Miss Shishido", she said in a voice I couldn't decipher. "And… I can see you… not signed", and that ends the talking. We silently tell each other that we're alone and stay in silence for a few minutes, until we hear a childish cackle from the other side of the room. I curse. "Can we ever get a break?", I say, and suddenly the lights flickered off and I notice the blue outlining again. It's the little boy again, giggling and seemingly coming closer. Ayumi wraps her arms around my waist and snuggles closer, and I put mine around her and come closer towards the child. "Ryou?", I ask, remembering the original article I had read. The spirit stopped and looked at me confusedly. It was the same one from before, though he had less bloodstains this time around. His face was a bit more natural and his movement were less ghostlike. "Bahk?", he says quietly, pointing towards his mouth. I notice his tongue is severed and no where to be seen in his mouth, and I gag at the thought of someone cutting it from this poor boy. "Do you… want your tongue?", I ask, and the boy nods. I feel Shinozaki rub her face into my side a bit more, almost like a cat. I blush a bit, but continue listening. "Cohm", he continues, motioning his hands towards the doorway and taking small pit pits of steps towards it. We both follow, scrunched together like sardines, until we've reached the staircase to nothingness. He points up the stairs, and once again, we follow 'til he dramatically stops. He stomps his small feet on a certain floorboard, says, "Fihd iht" and begins to sob. Ayumi slowly (and sadly) lets go of me and presses her hand against the floorboard, revealing a bloody bag with "Ryou Yoshizawa - 3rd Year - No. 2" printed on it.

The boy, or rather, Ryou, held out his hands expectantly, and after handing it to him, he begun to spazm. His blue aura began to leave him, and all me and Shinozaki could do is watch in awe. The boy, now cleansed of his bloodstains and lack of tongue, collapsed onto the ground. I managed to sputter out some words, "That escalated quickly…", and she nodded. Ryou rubbed his eyes and looked at us full of energy, smiling and grabbing my hand. "Thank you!", he said, beginning to twinkle his eyes. He no longer has much strength, and almost seems… normal. As I'd expect a boy to be like. I turn over to Shinozaki and notice her sprawled onto the floor. Most likely fainted from confusion. I sigh. "Would you know where our friends are?", I ask cautiously, not knowing whether or not to trust him. Some notes previously had informed me that these children had killed them, but… Ryou nods and smiles once again. "1-A", he says, as I lift Shinozaki onto my back. He refused to let go of my hand. My mind was still in the midst of processing all that had happened (Could things really even go that quickly from point a to b?), but I managed to heap everyone downstairs to room 1-A.

The room seemed relatively warm compared to the last time I had been there, and the desk looked… cleaner. I rush towards it, and see that in fact, all signs of my friends ever being there was gone. Underneath the desk, however, was a hemp of guts and blood. I turn over and expect to see Ryou become his old, killer self, but instead he's quivering in fear. I duck down the best I can with Shinozaki on my back and notice a small pink pigtail and brown hair in the mix, and I cover my mouth. Suzumoto was here, alright. Was. I sigh sadly and head upstairs towards the infirmary.

The walk there was rather uneventful. Ayumi has begun to steady her breathing, and she shuffled a bit and moaned as I set her on the bed. Me and Ryou sit side by side on the other, facing each other. He's one of those happy kids, always smiling and laughing and in need of play time, and I almost mistaken him as so, before remembering they had found him dead. "Name?", he asks, and I notice he must have some sort of speech disorder. "Yoshiki Kishinuma. That's Ayumi Shinozaki", I say annoyedly. "Onii-chan", he coos, and I roll my eyes. I had always enjoyed having a younger sibling, but some things were a bit more important. He pouted, and Ayumi began to rub her eyes. "Kishinuma-kun…?", she asked sleepily, before noticing Ryou and freaking out. I shushed her, and Ryou scooted towards her. "A...yumi?", he tries out. She looks at me, petrified, and I only shrug in response. "I couldn't leave him. He's… normal…?", I say, and I see her loosen up a bit. I hated the fact that we had gotten off our goal: finding everyone. He had lightened the mood, but so far all he had done besides from that is freak out Shinozaki, and confuse the hell out of me. "We continue as we did earlier", I say. "We either find the second wing entrance, search for Yui, or find out what happened to Su…", I start, but suddenly stop. She didn't know, and her state was fragile. Was it worth it? She nods, though, and says, "Second wing entrance it is. We can write another note here,