Prolouge

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The storm raged on outside Heavenly Host Elementary, a crack of thunder startled Naomi who was just getting over the fact Seiko had died, in front of her very own eyes. She looked directly at her blood stained hands, from running her hands along the bloody walls. She heard repeated screams of those who had died now. At first when she woke up on the floor, she swore it was silent. Not even an echo through out the corridors, but now it was different. She seemed half crazy, insane even. She was most definitely alone.

She sat in the bathroom, unmoving. The door Seiko was behind she could her the rubbing of the rope, she swore she could hear Seiko say she was sorry over and over again. It was like a dream. She knew this was real, though. She heard a scream, echoing through the halls. Her head jolted to the right, the direction of the door, and she stared out into the pitch black entrance.

She then gathered herself, before she stood up. She wiped her tear filled eyes, with her sleeve, and then sat her hand on the door on the one Seiko was behind. She started to walk out of the room, stopping only once to look at her reflection in the mirror. She continued to walk after that. She pushed through the doors, and walked down the steps.

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