The figure slowly backed away, they shivered before leaving the silent room, the halls - dark - so it would hide there presence was the only protection they had. Turning a corner they walked into the purple lit corridor once more.
You looked up at the ceiling of your room, the lights flickered every now and then, letting the brightness gather and fade each time. Your head rested against your pillow as you lay onto power of your bed. Holding a hand out in front of you, you stared at it - checking that all of this was real.
Never
It was all real, the killings, the punishments, the trials and the mastermind... All of it...
To
Glancing over at the clock you sighed 7:56 PM - a long time until the daily Monokuma announcement, the thought of the brown paper files flashed through your head again.
Breathe
Sitting upright you looked around, staring up at the camera you wondered if the mastermind was watching you at that very moment - resisting the urge to stick a certain finger up at the camera you walked over to your door.
Again
Opening the door you slipped out and started to aimlessly wander the acade-
'Thump'
The muffled sound of something hitting the floor drew your attention. Looking upward you realised that it came from one of the floors above. A sudden pang of fear coursed through you as you ran towards the stairs, running up you heard calls behind you but ignored them.
Running from door to door you checked hurriedly.
Every one of them was normal - nothing odd at all. Sighing in relief you sighed. Opening the door to the music room you looked around for a place to sit down.
Times up
Flicking the lights on you couldn't help but turn them off again. Shivering all of a sudden you shook your head 'no...it wasn't that, something else must of been that colour...just a bad coincidence...' But the smell of blood confirmed your biggest fear.
Nervously flicking the light on again you froze.
The guitar stand was knocked over near the door along with various guitars in it, one of the acoustic guitars was completely smashed beyond repair. While the others were barely broken.
The piano stool had been pushed back a bit so that one leg was directly against the pianos leg.
The light switch had a small amount of pink blood on it, along with a small amount on the door.
The body however.
The body was sitting, slightly slouched against the piano stool.
A puddle of blood had formed beneath them where they sat.
The wound was open, piercing their clothes and letting the blood drip down.
The wound was in the victims back.
And the victims eyes were wide open.
Their lifeless
Dull
Eyes
Iris the SHSL level Blind Pianist sat dead against the piano stool.
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