(Genos POV)

We make our way to the infirmary. Once we get there we unlock the doors and head in. From the looks of it, this room seemed a little less destroyed than the other rooms. It has two beds, cabinets, medical supplies, and a desk with a journal. I Take a look at the beds.

"Huh... somehow, I expected the beds to be a lot dustier."

"They are surprisingly clean. That's good, though! Now you can finally rest your weary bones, Geno"

"Yeah, I think I'm going to lie down for a bit." I hop into the corner bed.

"I wonder if there's anything in here that we could use to soothe that ankle of yours. Sit tight, Geno, I'm gonna take a look."

"Okay. Thanks a bunch"

"Don't thank me yet. I haven't done anything!" He starts searching through drawers and cabinets till he finds what he's looking for.

"Ah, this will do nicely." He smiles, "I got me a makeshift splint and some bandages. That sprain is a goner! Now, hold still..."

"Oh, man, you're a lifesaver..." I state.

"All right, you're wrapped up tight! How's it feel?"

"Feels great! Thank you, Reaper."

"So, do you think should take a nap for a bit?" I ask

"I'm glad you were thinking the same thing! Off to slumber land for me!"

"You really are an oddball, Reaper, You know that?"

We take a moment of silence before Reaper starts making some weird noises.

"Hmmm, Heheheh"

"And what was that, exactly?" I look at him.

"Heh, sorry, it's just when I see dat ass of yours, I start to drool.

"What the fuck Reaper! Stop that! You are so weird sometimes..."

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"ERRRRRROOORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!"

"That was Fresh again!"

"I heard it too. I'll go take a look" He gets off the beds, "You stay here and rest, okay? I'll be back in a jiffy!"

"I don't think that's such a good idea, Reaper. I should go too."

"I insist! Don't worry, ill be fine. You just keep dat ass parked on dat bed, you got it?" He Smiles

"Well, but... "

"Look, your ankles all dressed and feeling better, right? Don't make it all for nothing!"

"Ahh, fine. I guess I'll stay here." And with that, he leaves. He's right though, my ankle really does feel a lot better. Reaper has a definite knack for caretaking.

I wonder what everyone else is doing right now. I just wanna get out of here. Why did this have to happen? Reaper's been gone a while. I get up from the beds. I walk over to the door and pull on it.

Why's the door locked? On closer inspection, there's no visible bolt keeping the door closed, nor any other evidence that it's been locked at all. But if it's not locked then why won't it open?!

Heeheehee

Ahahaha

Are those children?

"Let's all go on a field trip together over summer vacation..." Someone says.

"W-who what?" suddenly the lights switch off. It sounds like a ball-point pen is scribbling away on a sheet of paper.

"Sachi... have you come to find me?" A figure of black appears right before my eyes.

"What... the?" It had a bad presence. I need to get away! I go straight to the door. The door seemed to be laced with countless strands of black hair rooting it in place.

"Hair?!?!?!" The black mist from the figure starts surrounding its self around me. If this strangling continues I'm for sure dead! I run towards the desk which has a box of matches. Next to the matches was a bottle of alcohol. I quickly yank it off the table and go straight to the door. I dump the alcohol on the door. And light a match setting the hair on fire. I run out of the door and into the hall. I gasp for air as I feel the pressure go away. I run all the way down the hall before collapsing. I start to gag and retch before I throw up.

I hear the tapping of someone's feet and I see Reaper come around the corner.

"Geno! What happened? Are you ok?!"

"Reaper... I'm... sorry."

"What you don't have to apologize! You'll probably feel better now that everything's out of your system."

"Did you find Fresh?" I ask. Reaper only shakes his head.

"It looks like we really are the only people here... The only two living people anyway. This place is just too quiet... how about you Geno? Is your leg any better? Are you ok to go up and about?"

"Yeah... but. While I was resting I was suddenly attacked by this creepy, black apparition, thing."

"What?! Oh my god, are you alright?"

"I think so...We should consider that room off limits from here on out though."

"That's fine. I'm just glad you're okay. I guess we better get moving then! Can you stand?"

"Yeah... but where are we supposed to go?"

"Hmmm... Well..."

"We've already been pretty much everywhere we can go in this godforsaken school and the only other people we've come across are all dead!" Damn it... there I go again. Speaking like an idiot.

"It's hopeless. We're finished! And I'm just so tired..." I'm acting like a child...

"Well... G-Geno... Come on, it's not that bad! We'll figure something out! Class 2-9ers never say die, right? We're invincible! I've got something to do first thing in the morning tomorrow, and I intend to do it! And then in the afternoon, what do you say you and I go get our bikes fixed? Sounds like a plan right?"

"If we make it back alive, sure..." This is Reaper! What the hell am I doing?! I just can't seem to hold back...

"G-Geno, are you, super-duper tired or something? This is not like you! C'mon raise that chin! The only thing we have to fear is fear itself!"

"What the hell's got you so chipper?"

"Uh... hmm?"

"You just keep smiling and laughing..."

"D-Do I?"

"Tell me... how long is that going to last if it turns out we can never go home again?! Have you given that any thought at all? 'We'll figure it out''?!

That's a crock, and you know it!"

I must have finally cracked under the pressure. This whole situation was just more than my soul could bear. I thought I'd be keeping Reapers spirits up till the very end, but just like that, I was berating him... all I had running through my head was pain and sadness. I was like a baby throwing a hissy fit. I was crying out, irrationally, and couldn't stop. Venomous words were flowing from my mouth as if someone had turned a spigot. All I could do was complain and belittle. I really was behaving just like a spoiled brat.

"I'm sure our friends back at home... Are going to be really worried about us. They're going to search, and search, but they'll never find us. It'll be a terrible burden for them"

"You're wrong."

"How so?"

"About it being a burden. When you lose a loved one... you cherish that person's memory. It's never a burden... You just want to do whatever you can to make them proud. To find them... " Reaper smiles.

What is wrong with me? Why am I putting him through this?!

"That's how I think the people we leave behind are going to feel."

"I don't know how it is for your friends and family... But normal people don't work that way!"

"Geno..."

"Sorry... how about we split up? We can cover more ground that way... maybe find a clue that can get us out of here. Seems the most efficient plan of attack, don't you think?"

"Who... Who says things like that?!" Reaper glares at me. I have to apologize!

"I want to get home just as much as you do! Back to everyone else! And I sure as hell don't want to make them worry about me!"

This is my fault. I have to apologize!

"But most of all... I don't want you, of all people to speak to me like that..."

"R-Reaper... I-i... I'm so... i "

"I'm sorry too... but... it's okay. If that's what you think we should do, then let's split up. I'll go this way" he points to the right and walks away.

What the hell is wrong with me? I couldn't even manage to say the word 'sorry'!.

I walk to the left.

And so... in this nexus of closed spaces, where humans and monster alike are scattered, imprisoned, and killed. Two friends who should have been thankful just for the small favor of being trapped together in this unforgiving place were quickly and easily divided... my petty obstinacy toward Reaper would come to be the biggest regret of my life, as the consequences of that heated exchange were far more dire than I could have ever imagined.

~this chapter hurt my soul ;-;~