Chapter 5
The howls of wolves filled the air, the full moon, causing Kabeyama to jump in freight, trying to back up against the wall he was already pressed against. Everyone turned to look at him, exasperated and annoyed. It had been hours since they started the search, and there had been no sign anywhere in the town of Endou. Coach sighed. They were never going to find him at this rate, and with the mach the next day, it was best if they just gave up while they still could.
"Right everyone, it's time we got back. Well get the police on this, they'll do better than us. You need all your strength for tomorrow." All though he could see the reluctance in their eyes to give up, they were too exhausted to put up an argument. Even Kidou and Gouenji seemed to give into his orders.
They made their way back, each retiring to their rooms silently, before slipping quickly into a deep sleep. All except, of course, Kidou and Gouenji. They each creped out of their rooms, careful not to disturb any of the light sleepers, and down the stairs past the slumbering coach. Without making a sound, they managed to break free. Break free so they could search for their captain, their friend. They couldn't just leave him to suffer whatever fait had in mind for him on his own. He had always had friends, and he would always have friends in years to come. They couldn't abandon him.
This route was somewhat familiar. The feeling of walking down here on a sunny day with a soccer ball in his... NO! He wouldn't think of that, wouldn't let the feeling of mad freedom slip from his grasp. He liked it; not being able to think probably was more of a blessing than a curse. You couldn't think of pain and guilt, couldn't feel ashamed for what he did. Twisting through the forest, he made his way through the recognizable landscape, until he could see the vague outline of something much bigger and deadlier than he had ever seen. No, he had seen it, this very one, and what was it called...Oh yes, a building. And from that building appeared two snacks, one with spiky hair, and the other with weird goggles. Their scent drifting through the trees, driving him mad as he fought to keep himself still, waiting for the right moment to strike.