Corpse Party: The Return (A Corpse Party Fanfiction)

Chapter Two

Ayumi glanced at the clock in her kitchen. Miki and Aya should be home soon. They knew that she wanted them home before dinner, right?

"Maybe I should call them..." Ayumi thought out loud, when suddenly, she got a splitting headache. She held her head the pain got even more intense. She was quite used to this, it happened every time a new group was sucked into Heavenly Host Elementary. But strangely, she was the only one that got them.

However, the pain was excruciating this time. She had to hold onto the marble countertop so that she wouldn't fall over. Something seemed... different. More... Intimate.

Suddenly, images flashed in Ayumi's mind. Of dead friends wandering bloodied halls. Of her own children searching a damaged classroom. Of a paper doll being torn apart.

Ayumi let out an ear-piercing scream once the headache let up. Not because of pain, but because she realized what had happened.

Their children had done the Sachiko Ever After charm.

Incorrectly.

"W-Where am I?" Miki Kishinuma asked herself as she sat up, rubbing her head. All she could remember was doing that charm, and then an earthquake hit.

Standing up, Miki noticed a note on the wall and read it. She could barely read it though, as the room was quite dim.

"H-Heavenly Host Elementary?" Miki asked herself. "Wasn't that the old school they demolished?" Not wanting to panic, she took a few deep breaths. "Maybe everyone else is here. This is just one of Ren's pranks. I'm sure of it."

The room has about a dozen or so desks thrown about it, some toppled over, some crooked, and some standing up. There were holes in the floor here and there, so Miki was careful to step around them.

She walked over to the door and opened it, revealing a hallway just as dark and dingy as the classroom.

Miki roamed the halls, occasionally shouting her friends' names, until she approached a wall.

This wall made her want to vomit.

There was dried blood soaking it, and rotted flesh around the floor by it. It was almost as if someone were thrown against this wall. It looked to be many, many years old.

Miki had to turn away to keep from throwing up. "I'm ugly now, aren't I?" A female voice said from behind her, near the wall. She turned around to see a girl, a blue girl. She had short, glowing dark blue hair with a strand tied up in a beads.

Her skin faintly glowed a light shade of blue, with stitches covering it, almost as if she had been ripped apart and sewn back together. But what scared Miki the most was that she wore the Kisaragi Academy Senior High uniform. The girl was looking from Miki and back to the bloody wall.

"You?" Miki asked, surprised. The blue girl said her words wistfully, as if they remembered good memories long forgotten.

"Yes. This is me now. I have to accept what happened here years ago, and help so that this," The blue girl gestured towards the bloodied wall. "Doesn't happen to anyone else."

"What's your name?" Miki asked. She couldn't keep calling the blue girl 'blue girl'.

"Mayu Suzumoto." The girl, Mayu answered. "And you?"

"Miki Kishinuma." I answered as I re-did my blue-haired ponytail a bit looser.

"K-Kishinuma?" Suzumoto asked. She looked warily at my blue hair and grey eyes. "Your parents wouldn't happen to be Yoshiki and Ayumi, would they?"

"Yes, why?" I asked and answered.

"I-I went to Highschool with them. B-But I never got to escape this place with them." Suzumoto looked like she was going to cry. "So I have to help you!"

Could I trust her? She could be lying through her teeth. If that wall splat was her, I could end up just like that. She was obviously a ghost, but was she good or bad? She did know my parents' names, but did she really know them?

"Okay."

Meanwhile

Ayumi didn't want to cry. Crying showed weakness. But everyone knew every parent had at least one weakness. Their children.

Ayumi sat and cried on her bed. She didn't want to go back. She wanted to forget that awful place.

It was her fault. She interested Miki in the occult. She introduced ghost stories and charms. The death of not only her children, but Yuka's and the Mochidas' would be her fault.

Ayumi faintly heard the front door open and Yoshiki call, "Ayumi, I'm home!" But it sounded distant, as if worlds stood between her and everyone else. Nothing really mattered except the people in that Hell.

"Ayumi? Honey are you okay? What's wrong?" Yoshiki asked, walking into their bedroom.

Ayumi looked at him with big, tear filled eyes. "Our kids are in Heavenly Host."