Kanashii tensed as her right foot hit the last stair of the steps and her left hit ground.<br/>She started through the common room, finding no one around. This thought seemed to bother her, it was nearing seven in the evening, shouldn't at least a few students be loitering in the lobby and common rooms at this point?<br/>But only silence seemed to linger.<br/>Silence, as well as an uncomfortably strong aura of fear laced with apprehension.<br/><br/>Making her way through the common room, she placed her hand of the doorknob that lead outside but stopped short before turning it.<br/><em><br/>Wait for me?</em><br/><br/>Kanashii turned, her eyes settling on an all too familiar doll this time.<br/>"Tsukiko...." She knelt down and picked the doll up, clutching it under her arm protectively.<br/>Tsukiko had, and always would be, Kanashii's favorite doll.<br/>She was not the prettiest by far, and certainly not the best kept, but she held a strange, deeper value to her that seemed to touch Kanashii's heart in places usually left unhindered and cast off and away from normal society.<br/><br/>After she'd scooped up the precious doll under her arms, she turned her attention back to the handle of the door, twisting it and pushing the door open at last.<br/><br/>The first thing she noticed was the crowd.<br/>The second thing was the look of shocked expressions that seemed to appear on every single face.<br/>The third thing was the blood.<br/>Lots of it.<br/><br/>"What's happening?" She asked, mainly to herself, and stepped forward, trying to understand the situation but still keeping a safe distance from the events.<br/><em>Let me go...</em><br/>"What? Why?" Kanashii asked, looking down to Tsukiko in her arm with a frown.<br/><em>Can't you feel it? ...it's calling to me... calling to you too Ka-chan.... </em><br/><br/>The scream from another direction caught her attention.<br/>Get a sword? From Aryn's room? What was happening? Why was there blood everywhere? What was happening to Kari?<br/>"Kari-san...." She whispered, horror overtaking her gaze. She felt frozen in place, her arms and legs heavy.<br/>Her arms....<br/>Her arms were empty!<br/>"Tsukiko?!" Kanashii's eyes snapped around, looking for the favored doll that had been in her arms but was now missing.<br/>"Tsukiko!" She cried out again, her eyes now seeking out where the doll was heading.<br/>Someone in the distance was making their way nearer to the fast occurring madness.<br/>But why?