Ch5 - All That Glitters [BODY DROP] [MAND.]

Play Me!


You wouldn’t have thought things would be this bad. By now of course the group had given up trying to deny that murders would take place barring a huge twist of fate, but the motives offered by Monokuma had been relatively tame compared to the last couple offered by the holobear and despite the fact that group morale was getting worse by the day as their nerves were slowly flayed away like they were cutting through butter, it was somewhat of a odd relief that they were all still alive. Nobody had snapped just yet. And yet, somehow things always end up the same no matter how much you hope and pray that this time might be different

“...Do you guys notice anything different?”

The relatively simple question asked by the singer is met by a general consensus of blank stares. This was the first time that the group had worked up the nerve to meet up in a few days and even then it was far from the majority of the survivors. As things were only Yuichi, Brunhild, Kaizo and Irene had gathered at Craft Services table and had been eating in silence before the singer spoke, and it was Kaizo, normally not one for public speaking who slowly shakes his head before the other two.

“Not...especially? What do you mean?”

“How did you guys sleep last night? I slept like a log for the first time since we’ve been locked in here.”

The other three shared a look at the fact that Yuichi seemed to be speaking in riddles instead of just telling them what was on his mind, until slowly ne by one something seemed to dawn on them. Since they had been locked in this area, they had been filled with such an uneasy sense of dread and paranoia that it was almost impossible to get a good night's sleep. Perhaps they had gotten so used to all of this that they hadn’t paid any attention to the fact that for the first time in a long time they had awoken from a deep slumber without a care in the world, and slowly they all turned to look at Yuichi, who only gave a slight nod in return, a look of sickly unease on his face.

“I have a bad feeling about this.”

Their appetites effectively gone, the four who had gathered quickly split up to check the area, hoping that the feeling deep in the pit of their stomachs. Knocking on doors of the sleeping quarters, kicking in the door to the werkroom, tearing up the runway, the group looked high and low under their group was both larger and just a tad bit surlier than it had been moments before and had gathered in the runway.

“What t’fuck’s so important?”

“It’s not nice to interrupt one’s beauty sleep, don’t you know?”

“Is...is anything wrong?”

Most of these grousings were met with vague answers of general acknowledgement hat did little to ease the tension of the group, something that wasn’t helped by the fact that Kaizo took this moment to run up panting, out of breath and visibly panicked.

“Guys, we have an issue.”

Well, not like anything more needed to be said. Without another word the group took off after him until they were standing in front of the Tea Party, Brunhild looking uneasy as the group approached.

“It’s locked. Kaizo and I have pounded and called out for whoever’s in there to come out, its an emergency but we haven’t gotten an answer.”

Perhaps, this bad feeling was justified. Just as Brunhild says the group tried everything from pounding on the door, to screaming to the the strongest among you physically trying to breaking open the door with your shoulder and it might have continued if it wasn’t at that moment there was a loud scream coming from somewhere nearby.Without waiting for anyone to say anything, Yuichi and Kaizo tore off after the sound, Nox trying her best to keep up with them and finally the rest of the gathered survivors as a collective lumbered after them, hoping against all hope that you were all in a nightmare. That you wouldn’t hear the dreaded-