(Rivers view)

The ocean of lava that I used to push down I let out. My psychosis? I show it.

Rape my girlfriend? Hell, no!

I grabbed that old shit and put a knife to his throat.

"Walk, cabron." I ordered.

Behind the house, I pulled out the man's wallet.

It has a picture of his three children.

"Aww, how cute!" I said in a fake nice voice, "...show me where they are."

This cowardly man starts walking toward the nursery. A small nursery with about 10 other children.

I let him go with my eye on him.

"Get them." I told him.

He comes out and grabs his children. I walked with him to the outside. To the pines.

Last night I realized why there was rope in the pines.

They were supposed to be gallows, where people were hanged.

I go to that same tree and find the rope from the bush.

I cut it into three equal parts.

"Hang them." I told him in a scary tone of voice.

He hesitated.

"Hang them or I'll just kill you and hang them myself."

I pressed the throat harder it onto his neck to show what I meant.

He set up the nooses and hanged his children.

"Now this is the part I didn't tell you."

I grabbed a lighter and lit a pipe bomb, which blew up the family and left them vaporized in the fire.

I threw my sweater in the fire.

I walked back with no bloody stains so I couldn't be traced.

They asked me what happened.

"I let them run away."

I think they saw the fire, though.

Yuri finished up and washed her hands and we went into the catacombs.

It took an hour of searching. But we finally made it to the wings area.

We had to spend half a hour finding wing A.

These parts were super dark and hot.

Not that many people lived in these parts.

We walked around and saw the room we were looking for.

I silently twist the door handle.

It was unlocked.

I step inside.

No one is in there, but I know this is what we're looking for.

Many children's clothes are scattered around the room.

A few toys, nothing special.

There's a University of Wisconsin-Eau Claire poster on the wall.

There was a desk.

The desk was messy, but I saw a note.

It read in messy handwriting: appt. 9:20.

"What could appt. mean?" I asked Monika.

"Appointment! I think it means appointment." Natsuki said.

Then I got it.

Monika showed me five appointment rooms in the seven wings.

I kept reading the note.

At the bottom said B.

Appointment Room B, in Wing B.

We walked for about fifteen minutes to Wing B, our next stop.

I hear cries of pain as I walk closer.

It's 9:20.

I peek in, and I see a girl on a stretcher.

They're injecting in her this liquid. This liquid, I knew it was PCP.

I got angry again. How could they give this dangerous drug to children?

I kicked the door open and the whole newly-founded Wisconsin Literature Squad pointed our guns at them.

"Now, let's not get too hasty here..." the doctor said.

He reached for a button.

"Fifty-six children are in that nursery. You move one fucking inch closer, I'll press this button and blow that shit up..." the doctor threatened, reaching for the button.

Sayori and I both shot him at the same time.

However the body fell back and pressed on the button.

BOOOOOOM!

"Okay, we need to save this girl." Monika said in a panic.

Sayori unbuckled the restraint and grabbed her hand.

She's better with children then I am.

We run and find the nearest exit.

The PA system is blaring.

Now it's closing all the security exits.

We barely slip through them.

We slip through that gap to the outside and all run out.

Remember that diner at the beginning of, what was it called, "Japanese Beauty, Mexican Psycho", (I'm scared that I'm not the Japanese beauty), but we had a car. We were about to use it.

Yuri runs off and finds a man struggling down the highway.

He had dark skin, a Packers hat and was around our age.

I ran with her to the guy.

"Are you alright?" she asked him.

They talked, then I realize this is the guy Sayori told me Yuri was talking to on Tinder.

I listened to the story.

Supposably, he was from Argentina, but moved to Cuba for the hell of it. He heard about one of the colonias, the religious camps. Coming from a very religious family and part of the world, he wanted to join. He went, and he enjoyed the first year.

However, it became more and more extreme, and they ordered him to do more horrible things, like killing children.

They threatened to kill everyone he loved, and then the boiling point came when they killed his best friend yesterday.

He came from Slovakia or Slovenia or somewhere and they met in Cuba.

He cried a bit and Yuri comforted him.

We walked back to the car, where the rest of the Literature Squad was starting to get pissed.

I don't think we can fit six people.

"I think you two should stay here..." I told them.

They didn't object.

I got in and we were off.

Once we crossed the road into Wisconsin, I asked a question to the little girl.

"What's your name?"

She answered in a timid tone, "Yurina Elyssa. My mom calls me Yuri."

Thank Dios we didn't bring Yuri.

I mean, older Yuri.

I bet Conrado and her are having a great time.

"Where do we go?" Sayori asked.

Nobody answered, but then I realized...

"Eau Claire!"

They had an Eau Claire poster on the wall.

Eau Claire is an hour east of here.

I ask little Yuri, "Do you know your mom's name?"

"I think Alana..." she responded.

When we make it to Eau Claire, we go and snatch a Yellow Pages off someone's porch.

I find Alana Elyssa.

"2100 13th Street."

To make a long story short, we saved her.

And to make things better. the Third Eye wasn't activated.

Meaning Monika is here to stay.

We pick up Yuri and Conrado at the meetup.

We already know they're falling in love.

Now it's time to go home.