****I was 14/15 when I read this, be warned for cancer/cruddy fanfiction [sorta out of that who stage]. Be warned. The most horrible place in the five great nations is not listed, and few people know about it. Our greatest fear isn't Madara, or the Akatsuki, Nor even the ten tails. Her name is not listed. With just a rip of a paper doll, our lives changed, forever. Also, we can't just get our old ones back. Its no time to feel happy, or playful. There is no time. We need to keep running, keep fighting back against these odds. Just, keep running. Its only a dream. Wait, no. A Nightmare. Only because of one curse. A curse can last one thousand years. I'm sorry, Sakura, Sasuke, Neji, Hinata, Tenten. Its all my fault. For, its Sachiko Ever After {{I obviously don't own any videos, pictures, or the book cover in this story. I also don't own Naruto or Corpse party.}}{{{{HIATUS. Writer's Block. :/}}} UPDATE: i like how i say hiatus but in reality im dead inside and havent updated this since 2017 so RIP me