The opening of the door made Kari screech out a bit more, seeing Kanashii standing there in the doorway. Deep down in her heart she could remember how she had stood up for the strange girl and all of the dolls that she seemed to carry around, but in Kari's mind event the oddity didn't mean that she deserved to be beat up upon by others. Screeching even louder, Kari's clawed hands scratched at her shadowy face as she continued to wail out in her monstrous tone, fighting to control herself and the emotions that burned inside of her. It was as if her form were on fire, and she couldn't take much more of it. She had to protect everyone from the monsters attacking them, but what little of Kari's psyche remained told her that she was the enemy now, and that the group needed protecting from her.<br/><br/>Rounding the corner, the strange boy suddenly felt the bangs of his face flip up to fully reveal his eyes as he saw the shadowy form of a person and of a beast. Then his eyes immediately flicked to the group of students huddled near a building, one covered in blood while the others were clearly terrified. . . and could have sworn he thought he saw a doll running toward him. Shaking his head to clear his mind, he tugged on the necklace around his throat once more, feeling the metal dig into the back of his neck.<br/><br/>Prepared to immediately spring into action, he stood there frozen for a minute as he assessed the situation. The beast could either be ally or foe, but his eyes were clouded in this instance. Normally after being inside of Discordia as long as he had been, he'd been able to distinguish a shadow from a persona. The way that this beast was prevented the twisted user from lashing out screamed to his mind that it was a persona, but he couldn't be certain. Approaching the shadowy form of a woman as he witnessed her screams of anguish, the boy quickly turned and avoided her all together, recognizing her volatile state.<br/><br/>He noticed how the doll was now at his foot, he lifted his brow noting how the strange little creation held its hands up. In the corner of his mind, amidst the chaos, he could have sworn that he heard the words "<em>Up up</em>" being said as if it were from a child. Blinking in wonder, he felt his pupils begin to shift and turn into slits that was very common during his time in this alternate reality. It was one of his many abilities that had been picked up during the years of exploring Discordia. There was something strange about this little doll, and he could sense that it was strangely tied to this world, but didn't comprehend how. . .at least for the time being.<br/><br/>Easily leaning over to the side, he picked the porcelain doll up with ease and carried her with him as he turned and made his way toward the group. Tucking the doll into his side, he did his best to avoid the shadowy beings before them and noticed the area where there were destroyed masks.<em>Shadows. . .</em>he thought to himself as he paused in his stride, his form tensing as his blue eyes narrowed upon the scene before him from behind his dark hair. Turning so he was staring at the terrified group, just a few feet away from them now, he spoke rather roughly with a husky voice, as if due to heavy smoking, in a commanding tone to get their attention. "If<strong>any</strong>of you want to live through tonight. . . You will<strong>follow</strong>my lead."