Katura blinked at the boys harsh words but only smiled. "Because friendship, in the end, is all you can hope for. It settles the soul to know that they aren't alone." She replied softly then looked at Paige. "Paige-chan, its okay.<br/>I'm sure he has his reasons. No need to..." she started before the whole building started she shake violently.<br/><br/>"...earthquake?! Quickly everyone under a desk!" The crippled said in concern as she held on a desk, unable to pull herself under it in time. Before any had much to argue, the floor collapsed beneath them, throwing into a pit of utter darkness.<br/><br/>Katura could only scream out as she felt herself plummet downwards.... and this... is where their friendship... their trust.. their survival are tested. Who will live? Who will die?<br/><br/>What must of felt like hours, Katura woke into a unfamiliar classroom, she was on the ground and out of her chair, thankfully the chair was undamaged nearby. This room smelled of decay, the wood rotten and broken, dark and abandoned. Oddly, there was a faint smell... rotting meat and blood perhaps? The air was thick, hard to breath in, almost like it could choke you.<br/><br/>On the classroom board there was red letters.<br/><br/>'Welcome.... to.. death....'<br/><br/>It looked like it was written with a thick liquid instead of chalk...