Eri Kamei vs. Morning Musume

[meowchi]

Risa Niigaki
  Rockfort Island Prison, First Floor (Lobby)
  October 8, 9:53 PM
 
  “ Hello? “

  Risa kept her voice low, but it carried, echoing back to her in a whisper. Despite what was going on outside; everything inside looked practically new; three floors of classically styled architecture in oak and marble.
 
  There was a stone statue of a man, hoisting what looked like to be a boulder on his back, in the lower part of the large room, stairs on either side leading up to the receptionists’ station. In the floor in front of the statue showcased what looked like to be the islands’ emblem, as it portrayed a crafty design with the words-

  -Rockfort Island.
 
  It gleamed softly in the diffuse light from the wall lamps, as if it had just been polished.
 
  No bodies, no blood… What’s going on here?
 
  Uneasy at the profound silence of the huge chamber, Risa walked up the stairs to her left, stopping at the counter of the reception desk and leaning over it; except for the fact that it was unmanned, nothing seemed out of place.
 
  Feeling her heart jump, Risa spots a phone on the desk below the counter. Risa picked up the receiver and cradled it between her head and shoulder, tapping at the buttons with fingers that felt cold and distant.
 
  Not even a dial tone; all she heard was the sound of her own heavily thumping heart.
 
  She put the phone down and turned to face the empty room, trying to decide on where to go first.
 
  There were four doors leading away from the lobby to different parts of the sprawling building, two on the west side and two on the east.
  After thinking about it, she frowns, not sure which door to actually go through.
  Deciding that she had to start somewhere, quick, she contemplates with her index finger across her lips.
 
  “ Drastic times call for drastic measures… “ Risa says, talking to herself.
  She points and re-counts each door once more, nodding her head.
 
  “ Eeni-mini-maini-moe, catch-a-tiger-by-the-toe, if-he-him-hollers-let-him-go, eeni-mini-maini… “ Her whole body twirls as she retracts her point from the east door to the west.
“ …moe! “
 
  She jogs towards it, her bare feet making silent thuds against the hard floor. It was a random choice, but somehow, Risa had a good feeling about this door.
 
  At least, that’s what she told herself.
 
  More likely she was glad because it was the closest, and the tomb-like silence of the oversized lobby was giving her the creeps.
 
  The door wasn’t locked, and Risa pushed it open with her foot slowly, holding her breath and hoping that the room would be as undisturbed and orderly as the lobby.
 
  What she saw instead was the confirmation of her earliest fears; the creatures had been there- with a vengeance.
 
  The long room had been trashed, tables and chairs splintered and overturned everywhere she looked. Smears of dried blood decorated the walls, splashes of it in tacky, trailing puddles on the floor, leading towards-
 
  Risa choked. “ Oh, man- “

[Sancho]

Zombies? This is great. I've just remembered the unfinishedfic I'm doing long time ago. I hope your work will give me enough inspiration to finish mine. hehehe. Keep it up.

[meowchi]

BGM: Eri's Theme (1.36 MB)

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Eri Kamei
  Flight 707 Wreckage
  October 8, 10:03 PM
 
  Eri places her oversized luggage on top of the stewards’ station desk. Hidden between two draped curtains, in a small confinement between two cabins, she peeks out, checking to see if anyone was near.
 
  She sighs and slowly looks back at her suitcase, and quietly unzips it.
  Almost immediately, loose clothes puff outward, and she asked herself why she always seemed to pack so much junk, each time she gets on a plane.
 
  Moving aside some folded shirts, and wrinkled pants, she carefully picks up an old, aged doll, nestled safely between two small towels. Eri smiles as she holds it up, and gazes.
 
  The doll resembled a girl. A little girl.
  The head was a little bit too big for its’ body, not to mention the fake brown hair, styled in curls, but yet, in a mess. Its’ bland red clothes rested wrinkled against itself, as faint scratches and discoloration mixed into its’ hard, plastic peach skin.
 
  In todays’ standards, the doll would be considered junk, but to Eri, it’s her most prized possession; she’s had it ever since she was a baby, and has grown quite fond of it. Over the years, she started to grasp onto the idea that the doll was a part of her, part of her personality.
 
  Grazing a smile amongst her face as she admires on, Eri holds it against her chest, hugging it softly, but yet, firmly. She usually leaves the doll, which she named Mimi-chan, at home, but secretly, Eri packed the doll, not knowing exactly why- she just had a feeling to take it along with her.
 
  Slowly placing Mimi-chan back into her luggage, Eri pulls out an empty red backpack, and begins to unpack- putting in items; some socks, and a set of extra clothes.
 
She begins to zip up the red backpack-
- and that's when she hears a familiar voice.

[meowchi]

Risa Niigaki
  Rockfort Island Prison, First Floor (West Wing)
  October 8, 10:08 PM

The cop was sitting against the wall to Risa’s left, his legs splayed, half-hidden by a smashed table. At the sound of Risa’s voice, he weakly raised one shaking arm, pointed a weapon vaguely in Risa’s direction- then lowered it again, seemingly exhausted by the effort. His midsection was awash with oozing blood, his facial features contorted with pain.
 
  Risa was crouching at his side in two steps, gently touching his shoulder. She couldn’t see the wound, but there was so much blood that she knew it was bad-
 
  “ …Who are you? “ The cop whispered.
 
  The soft, almost dreamy tone of his voice scared Risa as much as the still oozing wound and the glassy look in his dark eyes-
 
  -he’s dying, fast.
 
  Risa glances at his badge, slightly covered in grime and musk, but she was still able to read the name displayed on it.
 
  - Sekai... Kiyoshi Sekai.
 
  “ I’m- I’m Risa. What happened here? “ Risa asked, her voice trembling and her hand still on his shoulder. A sickly heat radiated through the officer’s ragged shirt.
 
  “ You…“ Sekai rasped, not answering her question, “ you have to get… out of here…  “
  He coughed weakly, and Risa saw a small bubble of blood form at the corner of his mouth. Risa started to tell him to be still, to rest, but Sekai’s faraway gaze had fixed on her own; the cop seemed determined to talk, whatever it was costing him.
 
  “ There is… a weapons storage room… in the basement… code is 1534… “
  He coughed again, the sound even weaker then before.
 
  “ Hang in there, “ Risa said, and quickly looked around them for something to use to stop the bleeding, inwardly kicking herself for not having done it already. A locker next to Sekai was partly open; a crumpled T-shirt lay at the bottom. Risa scooped it up and folded it haphazardly, pressing it against Sekai’s stomach. The cop placed his own bloody hand over the makeshift bandage, closing his eyes as he spoke again in a wheezing gasp.
 
  “ Don’t… worry about me… There are… you have to try and rescue the survivors… until re-enforcements…“
  The resignation in Sekai’s voice was horribly plain. Risa shook her head, wanting to deny the truth, wanting to do something to ease Sekai’s pain- but the wounded cop was dying, and there was no one to call for help.
  Not fair, it’s not fair-
 
  “ Go, “ Sekai breathed, his eyes still closed.
  Sekai was right, there was nothing else Risa could do- but she didn’t, couldn’t move for a moment- until Sekai raised his weapon again, pointing it at her with a sudden burst of energy that strengthened his voice to a rough shout.
 
  “ Just go! “ Sekai commanded, and Risa stood straight up, wondering if she would be as selfless in the same situation, working to convince herself that Sekai would make it somehow.
 
  “ I’ll be back, “ Risa said firmly, but Sekai’s arm was already drooping, his head settling against his heaving chest.
  Rescue the survivors.
 
  Risa backed toward the door, swallowing heavily and struggling to accept the change in plan that could very well kill her, and her friends- but she couldn’t just walk away from it. Risa wasn’t a cop, but if there were other survivors, it was her moral duty to try and help them.
 
  Risa opened the door and stepped back into the lobby, praying that the weapon storage room Sekai mentioned would be well stocked- and that there would be somebody left for her to help.

[tanakachi]

omg...this is turning into something out of a movie...i love this..cant wait to read on...

[meowchi]

Eri Kamei
  Flight 707 Wreckage
  October 8, 10:06 PM
 
  “ Going somewhere? “
  Eri pauses as Sayumi peeks her head through the closed curtains.
  “ …How can you tell? “
  “ I can't tell. “ Sayumi wrinkled her chin, displaying an ‘I-told-you-so’ look. She walks through the curtains, with her hands behind her back. “ I know you too well, I guess... “
  Eri smiled as she finishes closing up her backpack. Sayumi stares at it, blankly.
  “ I also know I won’t be able to talk you out of it- no matter what I say… “ She continued, with a sad tone.
 
  Eri puffs up her cheeks, feeling guilty about the way her friend spoke- as she struggles to put on an oversized green and yellow sweater, something she kept from the recent Sports Festival.
  “ Sorry, Sayumi- I have to do this… “
 
  With one hand, Sayumi helps Eri put on the sweater. “ I know. “
  She begins to adjust it, straightening the wrinkles and lining up Eri’s collar.

  Eri pauses as she looks on. “ And… you can’t come with me. “
 
  Sayumi doesn’t react. She holds the same expression as she finishes the last touches; straightening Eri’s bangs, which had gotten disheveled from the sweater.
  “ Remember when I told everyone you were my sports rival? “
 
Eri slowly nods her head, thinking back on their physical generation test.

  “ Well- recently, I’ve given up… You’re so much faster then me, in- everything- swimming, running, jumping… I’m really amazed… “
 
  Eri slowly smiles, once again; it was rare to hear praise from Sayumi, especially since they secretly competed against one another, as friends.
  “ So- “ Sayumi continued reluctantly. “ I know I’ll only... slow you down… “
 
  Trying her best not to change her mind about leaving, Eri puts on her backpack; adjusting it to attain a tight fit. She could literally feel Sayumi’s worried gaze upon her, but she doesn’t look back.
  Eri had made up her mind.
 
  “ Sayumi, promise me you won’t tell anyone. “
 
  Out of the corner of her eye, Eri spots Sayumi look away, which prods her into gazing at Sayumi herself.
After a momentarily silence-

  “ …I promise. “ Sayumi nods hesitantly, slowly returning her worried stare at Eri. “ But, only if you promise to take this with you. “
 
  Sayumi brings out her left hand from behind her back; it held on to a mini-back-pack, with a design of a cute bunny, gracing the front. She places it in Eri’s hand, and watches her as she looks inside.
 
  “ What’s this? “ Eri says curiously as she examines attentively, reaching her fingers into it as the contents inside rattles against one another. Inside lay a small pink flashlight, about a dozen Hello-Kitty brand band-aids, a few sweets packaged in brightly colored plastic, and-
 
  - and a gun.
 
  “ …Eh? “
  Eri looks up, a little surprised as Sayumi brings her index finger to her lips, and, “ Sh~… Hitomi doesn’t know I took it. “
  Sayumi smiles, but it was a fake smile, she’d rather not see Eri go, and she was trying to make the best of it, given the situation.
 
  Sayumi- I’m older than she is, but… Eri thought. I haven’t even thought about bringing these kinds-of things, with me…
 
  “ So, is that a deal, Eririn? “ Sayumi said, breaking her thought. “ If it isn’t, than I guess I’ll just have to tell everyone~ “
  Sayumi starts to turn to walk out jokingly, and Eri laughs, playfully hitting Sayumi’s arm. She slings the mini-backpack on, making a perfect fit.
  “ How does it look? “ Eri jokes, as she playfully poses like a model.
 
  “ Hmm~ " Sayumi places her hand on her chin as if she were in deep thought. " The color doesn’t match~ and it seems to be missing something... “
  Sayumi smiles and reaches out her other hand. Eri hadn’t noticed before, but there was something clutched inside.
 
  “ This- “ Sayumi says seriously as she looks into Eri’s eyes. “ You don’t need to promise me… But I want you to take it. “
  Eri slowly brings out her hand, and Sayumi drops a flimsy object into it. It’s-
 
  - A necklace.
 
  Small, aged cubes of purple, pink and black square beads align symmetrically along an elasticated black cord. It had a mature look to it, but the colors made it seem young.
  “ My mom told me that’s the first thing I ever made. My good luck charm. “ Sayumi says in high spirits. “ Please let it watch over you. “
 
  Eri stares at the timid but firm object, sitting in her hand. She softly closes her palm, embracing Sayumi’s cherished item.
  Without saying a word, Eri quickly digs back into her suitcase, and pulls out Mimi-chan.
  Sayumi scoffs, but it was a happy scoff; with a mixture of joy and surprise at the same time.
 
  “ Mimi-chan? You brought her? “ Sayumi says, a little jovial upon sight of it.
  Eri nods, a smile still on her face. “ I know how much you think this doll is weird, but… “
 
  She pauses. “ Let her watch over you... “
  Eri extends Mimi-chan, placing the aged doll into both of Sayumi’s hands.
 
  “ …For me. “ Eri continued, feeling glad Sayumi was her best friend as she watches her cradle it like a baby, ecstatically fixing its’ permanent messy bangs.
 
  Softly gripping Sayumi’s necklace, Eri carefully puts it on- the smooth beads eased across her bare neck, tickling her a little.
  “ And this’ll be next to my heart, always. “
 
  As both girls’ hearts’ flutter, they suddenly hug each other- their warmth spreading across each other as their scents entwine together.
  “ Be careful, ok? Be careful, ok? “ Sayumi utters, repeatedly, tightening her arms.
  Eri nods, with her eyes closed, even though Sayumi can’t see her.
" Wait for me... " Eri whispers.
  She’d felt Sayumi’s heart beat against her own, and for a moment, she was in heaven.
But just for a moment.
 
  With her arms still entwined around Eri, Sayumi releases some pressure; just enough to lean her head away, and kiss Eri innocently against the lips. She embraces her once again, and, after some time, both girls reluctantly let go, their arms slowly coming down against their sides.

It was time to go.

Eri waves- taking a long mental picture of Sayumi, and engraving it into her mind.
 
  “ I love you, Eri. “
 
  “ I love you too, Sayumi. “
 
  And with that, Eri turns and walks away- her friend watching, as her silhouette disappears behind the curtain.

[ferrar1]

Feels like i'm replaying Resident Evil all over again.

Helicopter crashes, survivors find a mansion, lobby is clean, 1 guy goes to the west side of the house, finds zombies etc etc

But i somehow can't link where the story is going and the title. Need to work these brain a little more. Btw i really didn't foresee the story to unfold this way when i read the 1st chapter of this fic, great stuff

And nice chapter to show the relationship between Eri and Sayu. So heartwarming :ONshy2:

[Rick-e]

Resident evil 2, anyone?

I can't wait to find out what happens when Eri meets Risa

and the Eri - Sayu chapter is so sweet

[meowchi]

Resident evil 2, anyone?

Feels like i'm replaying Resident Evil all over again.

Helicopter crashes, survivors find a mansion, lobby is clean, 1 guy goes to the west side of the house, finds zombies etc etc

I'm glad some readers got the BIOHAZARD homages

That was pretty quick actually, LOL

[Owaranai_sLaVe]

It's sorta sad how i didn't get the Resident Evil similarities quickly and only found that the situations DID sound familiar...and I freaking love the movies too...

Hmmm, the Hitomi, Eri, and Risa thing just keeps bugging me... And Miki's damn dream!
Oh Yossui, caring so much about Miki ;_;~ ...but yet she still found time to be sarcastic,YAY!

It's nice to have Nurse Ai around, I hope Miki wakes up soon and the three youngins' would stop messing around DX


*uu, uu!  I want to say that one of the zombies are the Gremlin, pwetty pwetty pwease!*
 
-Owaranai_sLaVe

[Sancho]

This Fic must be fate. You said it's your first right? I used the same genre on my first fic as well.  MMMOOOORRREEEE!!!!!!!

[JFC]

EriXSayu moment...:baa60776:


So the zombies took over the prison eh? What? A munitions locker? Access code? SURVIVORS??!?!??!!?

Be careful Risa! Don't let the zombies get you!!! :ONprayers:

[Sukoshi]

Love the KameShige moment   Hehe the thought of kamei chan run around with a little bunny backpack on is just too cute

Poor Risa...I really don't know which team is having a harder time.  I mean at first I thought Risa got off easy because she didn't have to deal with the drunk madman but now the tables have certainly turned   now Risa's going to be armed and dangerous and Eri too...well maybe not dangerous though, more like exponentially in danger

[iacus]

I had another theory on how Risa got got killed . . . but then I remembered Miki's dream and got all confused.
In other news I'm finding the Sayu/Koha/Tanaka scenes far more entertaining than I really should. I guffawed like, twice.

[Sancho]

EriXSayu moment...:baa60776:


So the zombies took over the prison eh? What? A munitions locker? Access code? SURVIVORS??!?!??!!?

Yeah but Risa needs a blue and a green gem plus a key with the rockport logo embedded on it... Just Kidding. :ONwahaha:

[ferrar1]

Will Risa happened to become a zombie and begged Eri to kill her?

And at that fateful moment, Yossi saw it and....

[meowchi]

Sayumi Michishige
  Flight 707 Wreckage
  October 8, 10:24 PM
 
  Sayumi laid out her blanket across the floor, clearing out the last few pieces of debris with her foot, that slid against it.
  She yawns.
Feeling dead tired and anxious about Eri, she gazes around the dimly lit cabin.
 
  Some of the girls, in a single file line on the same aisle, were already fast asleep- Kusumi laid just north of Sayumi, a faint snore can be heard from her weird sleeping posture- Ai, south of Sayumi, laid gracefully on her side, had her face hidden by her brown hair, but Sayumi could tell she was asleep by the motions of her breaths. The only person who was actually still awake, was Reina, who sat cross legged, north of Kusumi.
She was carefully fiddling with her cell phone as she indulged on a pack of peanuts.
 
  “ Still not getting a reception? “ Sayumi asks.
 
  Reina flinched, at the sound of her voice. She looks up with a frown.
  “ Mmfnopers. “ Reina muffles, scratching her head.
  She closes her cell, making a faint thud, and tosses it away, landing into a pile of nearby rubbage. “ Mmfthissucks. “
 
  “ Hey, careful with that! “ Sayumi slowly starts to pace her way, stepping over Kusumi and carefully leans over, picking up Reina’s cell.
She dusts it off.

  “ Mmf? “ Reina swallows. A look of intent flows over her as she watches Sayumi fiddle with the cell.
  “ You-mean-you-know-how-to-amplify-the-intensity-of-the-antennae- in -turn-making-it-connect-to-a-cellular-network-of-base-stations- which-is-interconnected-to-the-public-switched-telephone-networks? “
Reina didn't even stop to take a breath.

  The phone beeps as Sayumi presses the flimsy buttons. “ Duh! “
Sayumi had to do something to keep her mind off of Eri- her desperate, worried thoughts were giving her a headache.
  A pause ensues as a familiar game theme starts playing in a corny midi-tone. “ In Tetris, I mean. “
 
  She hops over Kusumi, lays down, wrinkling her blanket underneath her as she plays the mini-game. Reina, her mouth dropped open, thinks about saying something, but stops herself, and lunges more peanuts in her mouth.
 
  “ By the way- when we get back, I’m telling your parents about this cell phone addiction. It’s worse then I thought... What the heck is a ‘public switched telephone networks’ anyw- “
 
  “ It’s a poser who holds up her index and middle fingers in V shapes next to her ears and tries to be cute- otherwise known as ‘Dork-of-the-Year.' “
 
  Reina throws a peanut, bouncing off Sayumi’s head and lands onto Kusumi’s blanket.
  Reina laughs forcefully, and before Sayumi could react-
 
  “ She’s gone isn’t she? “ A voice says just behind the curtain. Reina looks over- it came from the sound side, near Sayumi.
  Hitomi walks in, stopping just above Ai, leering at Sayumi.
  “ Who? “ Reina asks curiously.
 
  Sayumi keeps her eyes on the game, feeling the stare that gazes at her.
  She knows…
 
  The muffled sounds of Reina’s chewing engulf the background, as Sayumi stays silent.
  “ Sayumi. “ Hitomi prods.
 
  “ Hmmm~ why are you asking me? “ Sayumi says, trying to sound innocent, in hopes to avoid a direct question to her.
  Both girls stay silent once again, Hitomi crosses her arms as her intent stare still stays.
  Sayumi fakes cough, feeling a little awkward.
 
  Hitomi starts to open her mouth to say something until-
 
  “ Damn, why does everyone keep ignoring me when I try to find out what the heck is going on?! “ Reina interrupts loudly in the background. “ …Drama! “
 
  “ Just tell me. “ Hitomi says sternly.
  Sayumi pauses, and finally looks up, catching Hitomi’s stare. “ It was her choice... “
 
  Reina clears her throat loudly. “ Dude- can someone answer me at least? I mean, I already know it’s Eri… Come on! “
 
  Hitomi ignores Reina. “ I’m only looking out for her. Why can’t you two see that? “
 
  “ Because she already made up her mind. And I don’t want her to live with a regret, about not doing something she believed in… “ Sayumi shakes her head, as her voice quivers.
 
  Hitomi scoffs. “ That’s nice. But have you taken in the possibility that she might not find Risa? That Eri herself might not even come back? “
 
  Sayumi once again, relays silence.
  “ Did she take something to protect herself at least? “ Hitomi continues, worriedly.

  “ ... I gave her that gun Reina had… “
 
  “ –And still has that walkie-talkie we found a while back, hopefully. “
  “ R-right. “ Sayumi replies.
" That gun only has about 7 shots in it though... " Hitomi looks up in thought, her chin frowns up as an eager posture overcomes her.

“ Hitomi, don’t worry… Eri will come back… She promised m- “
 
  “ Cute promises and lofty hopes can only go so far, Sayumi. “ Hitomi interrupts, suddenly starting to pace herself out toward the cabin. “ Get some rest, and hope Eri doesn’t get killed before sunrise. “
 
  And with that, Hitomi was gone, leaving the fluttering curtains behind.
  After a brief pause, Sayumi softly tosses the cell back to Reina.
" You can keep on playing it if you want... " Reina says, with sympathy.

Sayumi stays silent. She just lays on her side, closing her eyes as she begins to count the seconds that pass by, hoping to fall asleep before she starts to cry.
 
  “ That’s it, “ Reina says, annoyed. “ I’m eating all the damn peanuts. “

[tanakachi]

haha i'm loving Reina, even with all thats happened, she still acts the same

[meowchi]

Risa Niigaki
  Rockfort Island Prison, First Floor
  October 8, 10:24 PM
 
  “ Come on, come on… “ Risa mumbles as she rummages through the receptionists desk. Loose file folders and appointment sheets slowly drift to the ground as she digs in deeper.
 
  Quit digging in this stupid thing, you already wasted enough time looking fo-
 
  “ Got it! “
  Risa clutched the prison map firmly between her fingers. It was more than one page, surprisingly, and the type of paper it was made out of seemed flimsy, and timid- so Risa made extra note, not to accidentally rip it. Eagerly, she holds it up, against the dim light.
 
  Risa frowns.
  The design of the map seemed a little complicated, some doors only marked with simple letters, but she could decipher it nonetheless.
 
  “ If I’m here… than room D should be the weapons room… “
  Risa turns her frown upside down- suddenly realizing the directions to the basement were relatively simple- go to the east wing, a couple of doors, a long hallway, stairs, and that should be it.
 
  Embracing the small feeling of victory, Risa folds up the map, and glances back down at the disheveled drawer.
 
  “ What’s this…? “
  A small tanned book hid deep within the corner of the drawer. It sat prominently, from the other junk in the drawer at least. At second glance, Risa thought it was a bible, until she picked it up and flipped through the pages.
 
  It’s a diary, Risa thought, thinking about her own.
 
  The handwriting was clean and sophisticated, and Risa thought it’d be a good idea to check the recent entries. Maybe it’ll give her some sort of clue as to what the hell happened-
-or at least, just what this place is.
 
  ( Unknown Diary )

     September 2nd,
  The big poncho prison warden I’ve heard so much about- Mr. Hirokane had a meeting with the staff today. Something about hiring new hands for the incoming year, but why? We’re already overstaffed as is, and it’s not like we’ve been getting a lot of transfer prisoners each quarter.
  I just got hired, but I feel like I’m about to be replaced soon…

     September 7th,
  I’m getting sick of this damned island. Nothing but married families and army brats, but that’s what I get for accepting a job in a military city.

     Oh well.

     The only good-looking chicks are, on occasion, the tourists, which seemed to stop coming lately…

     September 8th,
  Another meeting today. Looks like we have a new chief for the medical division- Dr. Niita Tomoko to take over the current affairs, which is good, because she’s fucking beautiful.
  Didn’t see a ring on her finger… Gotta ask her out before someone beats me to it.

     September 12th,
  Saw a young woman, probably in her late teens, in the medical room. She wore a patients’ gown, but it doesn’t look like she’s a prisoner… I thought civilians weren't allowed in that sector?

     September 18th,
  A big shipment of weapons came in today- I wonder why? There are only about 20-30 armed guards on the staff, and the new weapons can practically supply a whole fucking army.

     September 21st,
  Caught the case of a flu, went to the medical room, but the doors were locked shut, the lights were out, and I could’ve sworn I heard a girl screaming. A guard saw me, and told me to leave immediately, but there was something about him that seemed… weird.
  Something isn’t right.

     September 27th,
  Seems like the prison is getting emptier by the day, not just prisoners, but some of the staff as well.
Think I’ll call my family tomorrow. See how things are like back in Tokyo.

     September 28th,
  The phones aren’t working. It’s like someone just snapped the line, not just here, but on every phone on this cursed island. Think I’m starting to go crazy, too.
  I’ll give myself a few days, if my head doesn’t clear by than, I’m going back home.

     October 2nd,
  Stopped by the travel agency this morning. They said no-flights in or out are allowed, due to a memo sent by Dr. Niita herself. Apparently a prisoner escaped and the mayor has declared the island to be under martial law.
  What is this shit?
  For godsake, I work at the prison and I didn’t hear one damn thing about an escape.

     Sent a complaint.

     October 3rd,
  Finally.
  Got a memo from Dr. Niita to meet her today at her office.
  Time to get the facts right…
 
  Risa flipped the pages. No more entries.
 
  In utter silence, she grimly puts the diary back down, onto the desk, not bothering to fix up the mess she’d made.
  Dr... Niita?
 
  A shiver chilled down her back, engraving that name to her mind as she turns, and heads for the east wing.

[JFC]

Damn right Reina! Eat those peanuts!!!


Dr. Niita, eh? Sounds like medical experiments gone arwy.