Objectronpa! The upmost tragedy.

New friends, new leaders. - Chapter 2A

It had been a few hours since the punishment of Lipstick..the trial and the murder of Strawberry. We had lost two of our friends.. just so ..suddenly. It put me on edge, and I couldn't get it off my mind.

A feeling of deep anxiety had set itself inside of me, so many thoughts going through my head. I couldn't stop thinking about it, it was bothering me so much..it made me feel sick.

The fact someone had really done it. The fact someone really did decide to murder someone else. Of course.. he was doing it for a somewhat good reason .. but..

Why did she have to be the victim.. I know that she wasn't meant to be, Lipstick planned on killing Sd. I wished that had been the way it had happened, I really really did.

If only he hadn't swapped with her. Maybe if it had been someone else, maybe she would be alive. Maybe she would be okay..

I wondered what her last thoughts were before she died... wondering why Lipstick had done such a thing, himself not being able to explain. What had Lipstick been thinking about, too, when he killed her? Regret? Guilt? Fear?

I'll never know because he's gone.. but I can't get my head around it and probably wont.

After the trial we had all split up and hadn't talked as a full group for a while. None of us had really been in much of a mindset capable of thinking positively - so we left it at that.

Most of us.. I should say.

There was so many innocent lives here. They were going to be lost.. and we could do nothing. I just had to sit here and watch my world crumble before me..like usual. Why am I not surprised?

Unless I became a victim..or maybe, a mur-

I was cut off by the sudden noise of paper, me looking over where I had heard it. Someone had pushed a note under my door, me observing it with curiosity.

What now?

I went to get up from my bed, raising my tired body from its tomb. I dragged myself to the note, bending and picking it up with limp arms.

Meet me at the main hall in 5. I want you all to be there, I want to talk to you all

There was no name, so I couldn't really tell who wrote it. But why did someone want us in the main hall?? Was this Record??? He was the last person I wanted on my mind right now.

Either way, I should probably attempt to go there. Maybe I'll regret it if I don't, but I'll never know unless I don't go.

Whoever it was obviously wanted to talk, and it seemed like this was directed to everyone. This better not be Sd or something or I'll lose my shit

Anyways, I might get to see Keychain. I've been a little distant from him, I should probably check up on how he is, even if I'm feeling down right now..

I went to place the note on a nearby desk that was in my room, letting it glide across the table and land silently. I turned my attention to the door, opening it with a click and heading outside, beginning to walk to the main hall while closing it gently behind me.

Maybe people would already be there? I just wanted some sort of interaction. It was worse being alone in such a time.. right?

Not to my surprise, I noticed others that were already there once I had arrived from my short journey. My room was fairly close to the hall, so it was a quick journey. I looked around, identifying each person.

Chainsaw was there, talking quietly to Coffee to the side. They were mumruing, so their voices were more of a low hum than anything else. Glue was also present, crossing his arms and leading back against the wall. He looked like he didn't want to be bothered.