Youtuber Dangan Ronpa (Discontinued)

Chapter 2

Nate's Pov:

"Do you guys hear that?" Cry asked. He was facing the stage. "Hear what?" Jack asked, confused. Felix looked at Cry. "What do you here?" he asked, nervously. "A...light humming....coming from the stage. It's....it's getting louder." He said. After a few seconds, I started to hear it. "I hear it too." I said, looking at the stage. One by one, everyone started to hear it. I walked onto the stage, and found that the sound was coming from a small trap door. I knelt down next to it, and studied it. Suddenly the trap door shot open, knocking me off the stage. I let out a yelp. Mat helped me up, quickly. I rubbed the back of my head, because I hit it on the ground, and looked at the stage. A small speaker had popped out of the trap down. "What the fu-" I was cut off as the speaker suddenly started talking to us. "Hello lucky contestents! You are probably wondering what is going on. Right? Well! Let me tell you then." it said. I looked at Mat. He looked just as confused as me. "Well! You have all been chosen to participate in my favorit game...MURDER!!" the speaker yelled, making me jump. "M-murder? What!?" Jason cried, sounding terrified. "That's right! You are all trapped here. The ONLY way to leave is to, kill one of your peers, and not get cought. After 3 innocent people find a body, there will be some time to investigate. Once that time is done, there will be a trial. In a trial, you must try to guess who killed that person. If you all guess correct, then the killer gets executed. If you guess wrong, you ALL get executed, and the real killer goes free. You will find the rules on your little gadgets. Have fun!" the speaker said happily, and disapeared down the trap door, which closed after it left. The room was dead silent. We all looked at each other nervously. "No one would a-actualy k-k-kill someone....r-right?" Phil asked, nervously. I looked at everyone. When no one said anything, I walked over to Phil, and put a hand on his shoulder. "I sware on my life, I won't kill ANYONE." I promised, looking him straight in the eyes. "Same! I won't kill anyone." Dan said, looking at us. Phil smiled. "Thanks guys." He said. We returned the smile. After a while, we looked at the rules. "Rule 1) Night time is 10pm to 7am. Rule 2) You can only sleep in your own room, but are aloud to leave it at anytime. Rule 3) You can only kill one person at a time. Rule 4) A 'body has been found' announcement will go off, after 3 INNOCENTS descover the body. Rule 5) When ever a trail is over, a new area while be unlocked, and able to access. Randon Note) Bedrooms can only be locket from the inside." I read out loud. As soon as I finished reading, the speaker appeared again. "It is now 10pm! Good night contestents!" it said, and disapeared again. "At least it knows how to say please." Sketch joked, as we all headed to our sepret rooms. Cry's room was on my left, with Felix's room next to his. And Phil's room on my right, with Dan's room next to his. Mark's room was across from mine. Jack's room on his left, and Mat's room on his right. "God I hope we all survive the night." Sketch said, walking into his room, near by. "So do I Sketch. So do I." I said. I walked into my room, but not before noticing Zip run into his room. It looked like he was holding something. Probably a late night snack. I told myself, but I couldn't help but get a shiver down my spine. I closed my door, locked it, at pushed a chair infront of it, just to be safe.

That night I dreamt about finding someone's body. I looked at him, but the image was blury, so I couldn't tell who it was. "Help! Someone Help Me! I Don't Want To Be Here Anymore!" a voice cried. My eyes widened when I realized that it was MY voice. "We Trusted You! How Could You Do This To Us!" another voice cried. It sounded like Phil. "You Got Them Killed!" "You Killed Him!" "Why Them!?" "How Could You!?" "We Trusted You!" "How Could You Betray Us Like This!?" "Nate!" "Nate Behind You!" "Why Did It Have To Be Nate!?" "WE HATE YOU!!"

I woke up with a gasp, covered in a cold sweat. I held my head in my hands, taking quick, loud breaths. The voices from my dream echoed in my head. Only 8 voices. 9 if you count mine. Why weren't there more? Why were they yelling my name? Why were they so mad? Who were they so mad at? Who betrayed them? Who do they hate? These questions repeated in my head, until I heared a knock at my door. "Nate? You ok? I think you over slept." Mat's voice called. Mat's voice. I didn't hear his voice in my dream. Why? "Nate?" he asked again. "G-Give me a s-second! I-I'll see y-you in the d-dinning h-h-hall!" I answered, my voice shaking. "O-Ok. See you there." he said, sounding worried. I waited a moment, before getting up, taking a hot shower, and getting into a clean pair of clothes. I stood infront of the door, after removing the chair. I took a deep breath, and unlocked the door. I walked out, and down the hall. I noticed everyone's door open a crack. Everyone's door, except for Sketch's door. He probably just doesn't want people stealing his few posetions that he woke up with, or something. I told myself. I quietly walked into the dining hall. Mat ran up to me. "There you are. I was starting to get worried." he said, crossing his arms. "S-sorry." I said. He studied me. Noticing the bags under my eyes, the tired look on my face, the slouched stance, and the shaking in my voice, he looked at me. "Are you ok? You don't look so good." He said. "I didn't get a good sleep." I said. "But you over slept." he said."More like, I was trapped in a really confusing, and nerve racking nightmare, and didn't escape until 10 seconds before you checked up on me." I said, sitting down at an empty table. "What was you dream about?" Mat asked, sitting next to me. "I don't want to talk about it." I said, staring blankly, and tiredly at the apple that sat on the table, infront of me. I looked around as I took a bite out of my apple, and noticed something, that made my hair stand on end. "W-where's Zip, Sketch, and Dan?" I asked, nervously, remembering my dream. "Not sure. Maybe over slept like you did?" Mat asked, as Phil walked over. "Can you guys help me find Dan? He isn't in his room." he asked, scared. Mat and I nodded, and the 3 of us, walked out of the dining hall. As we walked towards Dan's room, he suddenly stumbled out of his room. "Dan!? Where were you? I checked your room, and couldn't find you." Phil asked, running up to his tired looking friend. "I went to take a bath, and fell asleep. Sorry for worrying you Phil." Dan said. "That's ok. Go get something to eat. We still need to find Zip and Sketch." Dan nodded and walked past us. As he walked past me, he leaned on me for a second. "When you can, I need to talk to you, in private." He whispered, and walked away. I looked after him, before shaking my head, and following Mat and Phil to Zip's room. "Zip! You Okay In There?! You Over Slept!" Mat called, knocking on the door. "S-sorry! Just T-trying To F-find Something To W-ware!" Zip's voice called. "Okay! See You In The Dinning Hall!" Phil called, and we walked towards Sketch's room."Sketch? You Okay In There?!" I called, knocking on the door. No reply. I knocked again, and the door creaked open. "Sketch?" I asked, peiring inside his room. What I saw, was the last thing I expected. I let out an ear peircing scream, and scrambled back. Sketch was in his room, but not how we expected. He was laying in the middle of his room, with a knife in his chest. Blood was everywhere. "O-OH MY GOD!!!" Mat cried. "Well well well! Looks like the first killer has made a move! A body has been found Contestents! Looks like the Ultimate Designer is dead! You have a certain amount of time to find clues! Good luck!" The speaker said. "What Happened?! Who Is It?! Who Got Kill-OH MY GOD!!" Joey cried, as he, followed by everyone else, ran into the hallway. I sat in the doorway, staring at Sketch's body. Everything from my dream can crashing back into my head. "It was Sketch's body in my dream." I said quietly. "What was that? Nate?" Daniel asked, looking at me suspiciously. "I-I um...I said...why'd it have to be him?" I lied, slowly standing up. "Hm...whatever. We should start looking for clues, as to who did this." Daniel said, still looking at me. I nodded, and slowly walked into the room. I had to have a hand over my mouth, in order to stop myself from gaging. I slowly crouched next to Sketch's body, and started looking for anything that could help us find who killed him. As we were looking, I noticed something under Sketch's right arm. Written in blood, was the letter Z. Why would he write Z as he died? I thought, looking around. After checking, I discovered that the knife, was from the kitchen. When I looked at the knife, and the bloody Z, I couldn't help but think of when I saw Zip run into his bedroom, holding something. At the time, I had thought that it was a late night snack for later, but...could it have been the knife? I shook my head, and stood up. I noticed Dan in the hallway, so I walked over to him. "Can I talk to you?" he asked. I nodded, and he led me down the hall, so that no one could eaves drop. "What's up?" I asked. "Last night...did you...did you have...a strange..dream? With voices of 8 other people...including your own?" He asked. My eyes widened, and I nodded. "How did you know?" I asked. "Because I had the same dream. I talked to Phil, and apparently he had the dream too." Dan said. I scratched my chin, thinking. "This is so weird..." I said. I opened my mouth, about to say something, when I noticed something. In the room behind us, there was a bloody towel, sticking out from under the bed. Like someone had used it to clean their hands, then tossed it under their bed, trying to hide it. "This is Zip's room." Dan said, as I showed him the towel. "Times up Contestents! Make your way to the dinning hall! An elevator will be there to take you to the trail room!" the speaker called. I grabbed the towel, put it in my pocket, looked at Dan, and followed him into the dinning hall. Sure enough, and elevator was in the middle of the large room.