Need - Open
Mh... how strange. It looked like everything in the school was warping strangely, twisting under her feet as she tread the empty hallways. This kind of distortion usually only happened when Fukawa was sick or weak; it signaled her approach. Today, though, it was different. Fukawa didn't feel like she was going to faint. She just felt kind of...
...desperate.
Of course she was desperate. If she didn't kill someone soon, the time limit would expire, and then this entire ordeal would have been for naught-!!! Bitter anguish rose within her at the thought; spurring Touko further onwards. She had to find someone. She had to...
Touko. Hey!!! Touko!!! Look!!!!!!! Up there!!! Look at that cute hunk o'-
"...murughgh...."
The rest of Syo's sentence somehow found its way through Touko's lips, distorted beyond comprehension. Her efforts to block her out weren't working at all anymore, were they...? Ah, but the sight of a potential victim brought the girl new hope.
Fukawa stumbled closer, obviously unwell, not bothering to discern exactly who the stranger was yet...








