Bring-bring.
"Hello?"
"It's Rindou," Tsukasa's voice urged, "She's on the move, that is, uh, she got away?"
"WHAT!?" Azami fumed, "Tsukasa! I told you to keep an eye on her!"
"I DID! But she ran away, I'm hunting her down now… I know she's somewhere around here…"
Azami knitted his eyebrows, before pleadingly conveying, "I NEED you to find her, ASAP. There's no telling what will happen next if she gets the chance to collaborate with Alice and the others!"
The headmaster himself was, truly, quite unsure of what would indeed happen, but it seemed bad.
The first seat replied, "I know, I'm on it, I…" Pause.
After a brief silence, Tsukasa's muffled voice called out, "Rindou?"
Azami stopped, holding his breath. Had the missing second seat been found so soon?
Suddenly, there was a loud thunk. Tsukasa's voice continued, though now scratchy:
"What is…? Oh no. NO no no no no. HEADMASTER!"
There were a series of echoing thuds and screeches in the background, causing Azami to call out, "TSUKASA!? TSUKASA! Are you there!?"
"IT WAS A TRAP! IT'S A TRAP, HEADMASTER! THEY-"
The line went dead, and the phone echoed with several hollow beeps.
Azami tried calling the first seat back several times, but it seemed Tsukasa had landed in a place where his phone had no signal. The headmaster couldn't help but worry; what exactly had happened, on that frosty December night?
To be continued...