«Aoi Asihina's perspective»
I wake with a start, Ishimaru pounding on my door. Instead of being accompanied with a cheery greeting, his voice sounds urgent and grave.
Just like the morning Leon was killed.
Leaping out of bed, I rush to the door. Please don't be dead, please don't be dead- I chant in my head, heart pounding. I can't go through this again.
I follow the groups of people, darting round them, into the bathrooms. I stop outside the boys bathroom. Kyoko, Makoto and Sayaka are already inside, next to a body dripping with blood.
I step closer, numb with fear.
They're slumped on the ground, covered in lacerations from the scissors on the floor, smears of blood on the walls.Their head is bleeding, dripping down their face. In bloody blue letters, blood bath fever is slathered on the wall.
"B-Byakuya...is dead?!" I exclaim. I never liked him, but nobody deserves to die. Not like this.
"Master! No!" Toko rushes in, crying. In a flash, she's on the floor, fainted.
Makoto kneels next to her. Toko lays unmoving for a few seconds, then groggily gets up.
She gulps, gags, then sprints outside.
"I hope she's ok..." murmurs Makoto, and leans down to investigate the crime scene.
Another investigation.
Another murder.
By the end of the day, someone else will be dead.
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