We ended up on the side of the road outside of town.

Everyone else in the Literature Club was there, even Sayori.

Was I dreaming?

I looked up at the overcast sky. There's a forest on one side and a road on the other. I see a tag on top of my head.

It reads "Jonas".

We all have tags over our heads.

"Are we in a video game?" I asked Monika.

"Yes... But us two are the only playable characters."

Sayori gives me a salty look, so I can tell she's mad at me.

I read a small sign on the road.

"Wabasha, Minnesota"

We cross into the forest and walk for a long while when I realize I've been here. Some of my.. uh... European family lived over across the river in Wisconsin.

For some reason, Monika gave us all shotguns and pipe bombs.

"We're here!" Monika says, and I see a small gated town in the woods.

It seems like a place in the movies, but we hide our weapons and find a small hole and fit ourselves in.

When we go in, everything seems normal. Birds sing. Children play. Butterflies are pretty much fucking the flowers.

"We're looking for Libitina," Monika whispers in my ear.

We walk around for a bit and there's food, like cheese curds and pancakes.

As we're hungry, we sit down and order some food.

There's three tables we sit at with two seats each, and I got stuck with Sayori.

Sayori didn't talk to me. And I wanted to apologize, but my pride just didn't let me.

I eat when I realize how fast it was. Pancakes do not only take a few minutes to make.

"Guys, I think this shop hides something."

Monika agreed, so me, Sayori, and Monika snuck into the back.

We went down a few stairs, snooping past chefs.

We make it past the bottom.

There's a door. And it was...

LOCKED.

We ran upstairs and snuck again past chefs until we made it back.

We were served these pancakes.

And these were the shittiest pancakes I've ever had. They had weird brown stuff in it and it was half gooey.

It tastes meaty.

We ended up dining and dashing, because we're broke Asian kids (except me). This camp is set up with lots of buildings around a central circle, a statue of some guy. The date read April 29, 1988.

"This place came long in 1988, or are we in 1988?" I asked.

"We're in 2001," Yuri replied.

We keep walking.

"Where was she last time?" I asked Monika.

"Somewhere underground."

Then this husband and wife saw us and invited us to dinner.

At the town square.

They were both wearing the same thing.

In fact... everyone was wearing the same thing.

We saw a glimpse of the woods, and what seemed like a door on the ground.

We keep walking to dinner.

The food was good, and everyone but Monika touched their plate.

"I'm not hungry, I just had pancakes." Monika explained.

We left and we were all offered a place to sleep by that same couple, so Monika accepts it.

We slept in the basement, where they had lots of air mattresses, and a TV with Cartoon Network.

There was stairs going up.

Then there was another door.

The glass shows nothing but darkness on the other side.

I could make out a stair, so I tell the group.

"Maybe you and Sayori should go," Monika tells me.

"No, fuck that! Come with us." I retort.

"No, I need to watch out up here."

After a bit of arguing, I finally get her to agree to come. Natsuki flipped the TV to the Anime Channel. Yuri, still shaking, but not as violent as before, reads a book about the school shooting in Florida.

Sayori, Monika, and I open the door and start downstairs. I almost fall three times. And it took us five minutes to descend.

The corridors are only lit by LEDs on either side.

We pull out our shotguns and get going.