you wrote:

Tuesday, May 27

It hadn't really taken much effort to connect the dots at first. Like

Kagura

said, school records showed that Sakaki and a few other classmates had
taken a trip to Okinawa recently (though, more accurately, it was Sakaki
who tagged along just so she could visit Maya's home again.)

Make sense.

Also, a

quick check into yesterday's obituaries had revealed that, indeed, four of
such classmates had died under mysterious circumstances; and they all
died around 10 pm, Sunday night.

Hmm. A grim twist that was with the original.

Trying to visit Kaorin was a no-go for now, though. With her being in the
Psychiatric

don't know as that needs capitalized.

Thus she found herself sitting on an airplane seat, trying to let the
soothing, relaxing roar of the engines drown out Tomo's enthusiasm.

Despite Kagura's insistence, Chiyo had stayed behind for this trip. That
way, she could also stay around Sakaki in case there were any changes, or
if Osaka finally contacted them. Come to think of it, that was weird in
itself. They hadn't heard from Osaka for a little over a month, almost
since she came back from a family holiday. Maybe they should check up
on her after dealing with this Cursed Video story.

Hmm. Wonder if she got trapped in the well. :)

"Yeah. Sakaki-chan likes the Chicago Cubs. Weird,"

Weird.

And heh.

"But something happened there. Sometime during the trip, they were
changed. Look at these pictures." And Yomi quickly flipped to the end of
the set, where the same group was now exiting the resort. "Now do you
notice anything weird?"

"It... it can't be!" Tomo gasped. "Th-they all... they all have

Chiyo-chan's

pigtails!"

Hehehehehe. I didn't see that one coming like I should have.

"Idiot!" Yomi silenced her with a quick jab to the shoulder. "Quiet down!
And no, it's not the 'Chiyo-chan show'

Show

Tomo and Yomi stepped out of the airport terminal, the latter red-faced
as if a few gallons of ketchup had exploded in front of her. "That's the
last time I ride next to you on a plane," she said.

"Aw, come on, Yomi..." Tomo said, tugging a few transparent plastic
tubes from around her neck. "They let little kids into the cockpit all the
time! Why shouldn't they let me, a college student, try out this

stewardess

act?"

Heh.

Swallowing, Yomi began to reach for it with her hand... She could almost
FEEL sparks in the air between the tape and her fingers...

"May I help you?"

"Gah!" Yomi jumped, startled. She quickly turned to the counter, from
which a thin, middle-aged man stared at her amicably. He was tall, taller
than Sakaki,

that is tall.

"Not..." he finally whispered to himself, his jaw slowly, but surely,

going

slack to create a horrifying yet familiar look on his face.

"Not high-schoolers anymore! WAAAAAAH!"

Heheheh.

They climbed up the slope again, circling cabin 12 towards its entrance.
But had they stayed a little bit longer, they would have heard a faint,
almost whispered, "Aaaa..." coming from the darkness under the cabin.

Hmm. Osaka is almost surely there, then.

This time, an image of a playground came up --its swings and cages
brightly colored though the rest of the image remained in washed-out
black and white. A swing on the right creaked and moved, then a bizarre,
cat-like creature with spaghetti arms floated by, waving at the audience.

Heh. The cat does pop up a lot, doesn't it?

The woman gave one last shout, and then was suddenly standing on the
edge of a playground's "pool of balls," her back to the camera again. She
lifted her arms dramatically, then simply dropped forward into the ocean
of multicolored balls, not to surface again.

Then followed a series of lightning-fast clips: the silhouette of a
long-haired girl with hiccups; a glass of water, on fire,

Micheal Jackson doing the Moonwalk.

 sitting on a

Yomi stared at the static on the TV for a few more seconds. Her jaw was
slack, her face blushing intensely, and her glasses fogged to Kimura
proportions. Eventually, she let out a breath, then gasped for air while
still kneeling by the TV. An errant hand rose to turn off the appliance;

but

when she looked up, the blank screen reflected a girl clad all in white,

her

hair obscuring her face, standing just behind Yomi.

Ironically, I can see Tomo not being phased by it. She was delighted to
torture Chiyo every now and then.

Meanwhile, inside the cabin, the TV flickered on for a moment. If one
had been paying attention, the silhouette of a long-haired girl, facing
sideways, could be seen going, "Aa, needs work..."

Heh

Cute. I do want to see how far you'll take this.

DB Sommer



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