<div class="floatright">(http://i127.photobucket.com/albums/p121/Mab_faerie/Elliquiy/Fatal%20Frame%20RP/84ff483c-a05f-4f5c-86d1-6e055251a06e_zps5e4795f7.jpg)</div><br/><strong> John Nakajima <br/>2nd Floor Hallway, with Misaki<br/></strong><br/><hr/>While her steady tone was completely at odds with the current situation, as far as John was concerned, it was mildly reassuring to have someone there who had some idea of what was happening. At her words, he glanced worriedly back at the door. She was probably right, but he couldn't just not do anything...<br/><br/>He felt a shiver creep its way up his back as the temperature dropped again, working on his nerves together with the scraping sound against the door. "Tabbun honmari wa... Kedo.<sup>1.</sup><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">What are we supposed to do, then? It-</span>!" He cut off with the sudden tug on his arm back from the door, his eyes widening as well at the slightly curved, hand long section of blade stitching through the door. After that, he mutely nodded and simply hurried to keep from being dragged by the hand down the hallway.<br/><br/>Glancing over his shoulder as they ran, John had to fight back a surge of panic. That thing was already through and looking for them, and he had the distinct impression that it was angry. He stumbled slightly when Misaki suddenly pushed him into a room, but was able to catch his balance at the last minute and turned to watch anxiously as she shut and leaned against the door. He nodded and held his breath when she shushed him.<br/><br/>Even over the pounding of his pulse in his ears, John could hear the dragging and scraping of the body and blade alternately, coming down the hall.<em>"Doko desu kaa? Ashi gaa...<sup>2.</sup>"</em>As the sounds stopped at the door, he clutched at the strap of his bag so tightly that his knuckles whitened. There was silence for a few moments, then the scraping resumed, this time moving away from them. When it finally was silent again, save for the pounding of his heart, he let out a shuddering breath and half slumped into a crouch.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">"What... What is going on, Misaki-han... I was at the campus library, and then this place..."</span><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Translation</div><div class="spoiler_body"><sup>1.</sup>That's probably true... But.<br/><sup>2.</sup>Where are they? My legs...<br/></div></div>