This was requested by my friend fumidori. I hope you like it!
Matatagi's POV-
It was quiet. The doors and windows were all closed, and the only sound was the steady patter of rain on the roof. I walked down the hallway, unable to sleep. I don't know how any of these other jerks can actually doze off during this situation. I rounded the corner to see that one of the lights was on. I stealthily creeped over to the room, to find Ibuki standing there. I'm surprised I didn't shriek.
Ibuki held a knife, covered in blood. Below him, on the floor, lay Shindou. His brown eyes were open wide, a shocked expression still lying on his lifeless face. Ibuki made a horrible sound, somewhere between a gurgle, a laugh, and a scream. I slowly backed away, but I was too late. Ibuki turned his head and met my eyes. His purple eyes were unfamiliar; they now had a completely different vibe.
I turned around and ran as fast as I could. I might be able to outrun him if I managed to be quick enough. My heart was pounding, my blood was coursing. My eyes were wide and my ears were alert. This is one of the only times in my life I have felt fear. I turned countless corners, trying to get away. I didn't look where I was going. All I knew was that I had to get away from there.
Luck was not on my side. I turned a final corner and stopped in horror to see that the hallway was a dead end. I turned around and was going to run out. But there he was. Staring at me with those unsettling purple eyes and a maniac smile on his face. He slowly walked toward me. All I could do now was pray.
Ibuki's POV-
He shrank back from me, fear in his eyes and movements. I couldn't think anymore. Who am I again? Who is this? Who did I kill? All I remember was that I hated him, so I killed him. I don't know who this is. He saw me kill the other one. Should I kill him? Why not?
I came closer to the person in front of me. "Hello. Who are you?" I asked.
The kid didn't answer me. Oh, well. "You saw me kill him, right? Should I kill you? Why not?" I smiled wide.
I lunged forward, pinning the boy to the wall. He stared at me, his breathing quickening. The fear in his eyes grew by the second. I guess I should kill him now. I took the knife in my hand and cleanly cut through his neck. His head toppled onto the floor; blood flew everywhere. Some splattered on me. I can wash it out later.
Leaving the body there, I headed back to my room. There I changed and hid the knife. I walked to my bed and closed my eyes.
I have nothing to worry about. Right?
They were strangers. Right?
This is only a dream. Right?
In case anything was misunderstood, Ibuki couldn't remember where he was, who he was, and he didn't know his friends because he went insane. I've wanted to make someone go insane for a while. XD
Ibuki: You are cruel...