Our Reality (Doki Doki Literature Club!)

Two Meta Part 4

Monika opened the door and was instantly greeted with the sight of an empty clubroom.

"A little bit anti-climatic, don't you think?" she asked.

"Hey, guys!"

Shujinkou and Monika turned towards the bright, familiar voice that alleviated the disappointing air that surrounded them.

"Sayo-!"

The moment Shujinkou laid his eyes on his childhood friend, he was assaulted with a gruesome image of her strung up with a rope around her neck. An overwhelming surge of negative emotions took hold and he immediately looked away.

What was that?

Shujinkou cautiously looked back to find his childhood friend okay, but with a confused look on her face.

"What's wrong, guys?" She couldn't understand why her friends were looking at her so strangely.

"Sayori..." Monika smiled as she gazed into familiar stranger's eyes. "Nothing's wrong, I was just thinking about something we all could do together after our meeting today."

"Really?" the club VP's blue eyes sparkled with curiosity. "What is it?"

"Secret," the visitor giggled.

"Aww... You don't usually do that when it comes to club stuff," Sayori pouted.

"But this is after club stuff," Monika calmly pointed out.

"Fine..."

"Heh. Not so fun when you're on the other side of that huh, Sayori?"

Inside the club room, Natsuki stepped out of the closet. Shujinkou's eyes widened with horror as she approached them with a broken and mangled neck.

The young man violently shook his head and took a second look. He felt nothing but relief the moment he found her neck was okay.

"Hey, I've been on the other side before," Sayori argued.

"When it comes to club stuff?"

"Eh..." Sayori averted her gaze and chuckled.

"Exactly," a victorious smile formed on Natsuki's lips.

"Um... You guys are kind of talking about me like I'm not here..." Monika noted.

"Well, that's what happens when you always withhold information just because you find it funny to keep us guessing," Natsuki pointed out, still sporting his winning grin.

"Oh."

Monika flashed a surprised look towards Shujinkou. The young man simply scratched his right cheek as he watched his friends walk into the club room. Naturally, the scenes he just witnessed and the accompanying feelings he felt when he saw them were still on his mind?

"What were those?"

"What were what?"

Shujinkou glanced up and was greeted with the sight of Yuri stabbing herself multiple times with a deranged look on her face. Such a scene, along with the previous two he just witnessed and culmination of the horror they wrought caused the young man to instinctively retreat into his head.

"Shujinkou?" A look of worry filled Yuri's face as she stared into his vacant eyes. It was like looking at an empty vessel.

"What happened?" Sayori approached the young man and waved her hand in front of him. "Shujinkou? Shujinkou??"

"He just... It was like he just shutdown," Yuri said.

"Like a computer? He's probably just daydreaming again," Natsuki looked into Shujinkou's eyes. The emptiness they displayed immediately changed her opinion. "Or not..."