M I W A   K A Z U Y O

I raised my eyebrow a bit, hearing Hidou's statement coming out a bit cold and sinister. He looked at all of us, probably loving our reactions – seeing that we were all scared and somehow confused. Seriously, how can this guy even smile at us getting tortured? Does he really love seeing us suffer? I just gave him a glare as he glanced at me - the mischievous smile never leaving his face. He then took slow steps at me, making me stand up and crossed my arms – looking away from his cold and malicious blue eyes.

"What do you want? Leave me alone," I bravely said as he gave me a raised eyebrow before forcefully taking a hold of my chin – making me look at him. He then scoffed before he walked away, looking at the speaker as if it had a camera there.

"That one's next," he said before pointing at me. "I want to show these students how this game will be played out from now on."

He grinned from ear to ear, giving me the shivers down my spine. I could see his blue eyes glint for just a mere second before returning to its normal state. My heart beats fast. The tension in the room rose. My ears rang. I wasn't sure if it was only me who felt the aura changed but I could certainly tell that they could feel it a bit – noticing their fixed glances at the both of us.

Fixing his tie before leaning himself once again on the board, he gave me a smirk.

"I do hope that you're good in running." That was the last thing I heard from him as he disappeared, making me confused. Combing the hair with my hand, I could hear Natsumi's voice ringing throughout the speaker. Her cheerful tone before we even met her had changed. It was now a bit eerie and low, as if she lost her voice and was trying to find it again.

"Miss Kazuyo, truth or dare?" she asked me as I gulped, still feeling the stares around the room. Glancing back at them, I could see Fujiko hiding her face with her cap. But I could clearly see the satisfied smirk she had as I got picked. I scoffed, knowing damn well that she loves to see me dead. I'm not that annoying, you know.

Deciding for a minute, I finally answered. "Dare."

When I did answer her, my blood ran cold as I heard Hidou's satisfied and sinister laugh on the background. Damn, I made the wrong choice. He knew too well that I would pick that. Looking around for any weapon whatsoever, I felt the ground shook. It lasted for a minute before stopping, making me calm down a bit.

But then, it disappeared.

The peaceful doll that was sitting on the table was now standing right in front of us, alive. Her crimson eyes glowed in the dark as she gave me this creepy vibe.

She was just smiling at me, not looking in anyone in particular – like she was programmed to stare. When I saw her taking a few steps forward to me, I backed away. If I had to choose between clowns or dolls, I would just pick the first choice.

I hate dolls.

"Stay away, will you? Leave me alone!" I yelled at her, glaring a bit. She didn't budge though. Instead, she took another step. I frowned, knowing that she wouldn't listen to anything I would say.

Without any hesitation whatsoever, I ran. Pushing the door open, I breathed heavily as I ran down the hall. I didn't even look back to see if it was following me. I didn't even have to see if it was running in my direction. I didn't even have to turn around just to see the doll chasing me.

Because I could already tell that it was already behind me.

Feeling a hand down on my leg, I tripped. Turning back around, I saw the doll looking down at me with a wide bloody smile that almost reached her ears. I widened my eyes as she gripped my leg tightly before taking out a large scissor, sharp and covered in fresh blood.

Suddenly, she raised it up before bringing it down on my leg, impaling it deeply.

I screamed.

I could still hear Hidou's laughs echoing throughout the wall as the doll repeatedly stab my leg until I couldn't feel it anymore. I tried to back away using my other leg but she took a hold of it and stabbed it as well.

Knowing that I could still try to escape, I pushed her away and tried to drag myself using my hands. It wasn't really effective since both of my legs were now numb and I had to be like the grudge just to get away from the doll. But, I still tried.

"You can't run. You can't walk. You can't escape." A girl in front of me said as I looked at her shoes. It was all bloody. I gulped, knowing that it was the girl in red. I looked up, just to see her opening my mouth. I tried to close it but the doll clawed my hands, making me scream.

"Daddy told me to keep quiet, you know. He said that it's for the best." Suddenly, she took a hold of my tongue and smiled widely at me. Looking at her scissor and back at me, she quickly got an idea.

I shook my head, knowing what she was going to do. Before I could even talk, she used her scissor. I felt a sudden rush of pain coming through as I screamed – a bit jagged after I saw my tongue lying down on the floor underneath me.

"You should too, miss," she said before walking and stopping a few steps away from me. After that, I saw a boy dragging a large bloody hammer towards my direction. After he saw my state, his red and blue eyes glinted. He looked down at the girl before asking a question.

"May I?" he asked as I squirmed, trying to turn around and crawl using my hands. I then heard the girl answer the sadistic guy with a cold tone.

"She's all yours, Haru-san," she said as I could imagine the boy smirking. After that, I could feel my body being dragged across the floor. And that was the last thing I felt before everything turned dark.