(Luna’s thoughts) W-W-What happened …

Bags and debris scoured a blanket on top of her, with the heavy stone and wood encapsulating her as it put pressure on the poor schoolgirl.

Tinnitus rang inside of her ears, followed by her body unable to move due to the blast numbing all her arms and legs, Luna grudgingly laid her chin on the stone debris.

Her eyes barely kept her awake, her lungs breathing in the cement particles that were in front of her, she slowly lifted her head out of the debris.

As a shield of bags safely wrapped around her waist and stomach.

(Luna) Christi? … Rachel?

Using whatever strength she had to move her arms and legs, the abnormality of her muscles managed to expand as she steadily had both feet on the debris. Her hands lifting the surprisingly light debris of wood that was blanketing her, she used whatever strength she had to push it off, the wood being thrown a couple of feet away.

Her body wobbling, she looked around to see that her friends were nowhere to be found, followed by the absolute panic and chaos of what lay in front of her.

Her ears slowly began to pick up the sounds of the crowd leaving the mall in a panic.

(Luna’s thoughts) Did they leave without me—

Taking a single step forward, Luna’s foot managed to hit a rubbery substance with the tip of her toes.

Looking down at the ground, she saw a hand, a hand that looked way too familiar…

Tracing the hand, it was attached to an arm, to a body…

That was completely crushed by a much heavier load of debris.

(Luna) Christi …

Luna took many steps back as her chest started to upheave frantically, her breath not faltering one bit as she put a hand towards her right breast.

Turning her head towards the exit door, she let go of the bags that shielded her and pushed her legs off the—

Luna tripped onto something rubbery again.

Falling on all fours, her knees and hands landed on the sharp debris pinching into her smooth palms.

Turning her head to the left, she looked at the foot that tripped her.

(Luna) Rachael…

Leaning herself like a chair, she landed on her bottom, feeling the presence of dozens of stabbing pins poking directly at her bottom. Ignoring the jolt of pain, Luna continued to place her smooth palms on the stone debris that supported her, her fingers digging the rocks and pebbles from underneath.

(Luna’s thoughts) What is going on… Why is this …

Unable to move her body, Luna kept her entire body stuck to the debris. With her own eyes, many men, women, and children ran as they tumbled each other for a way out, hearing their screams clearer as they pushed each other to get out the main set of doors.

But in front of her, her eyes start to catch a whiff of a silhouette running towards her, her eyes blurry and disoriented for a split second. Swaying her head repeatedly, she saw in front of her a boy running towards her.

The boy looked to be an older middle schooler, having long bangs that covered his eyes as he made his way towards the tanned beauty.

(Middle School Boy) Hey! Hey!

Luna’s body spiked up as she heard the boy’s voice, her eyes attending to the scrawny black-haired boy who was a few years younger than her. Her face flustering at the sound of the boy’s voice, the boy extended both of his hands outwards towards Luna’s right hand, tugging her with all of his strength.

(Middle School Boy) You have to get up!

Her face was still on the verge of tears, her eyes noticed the boy’s eyes slightly, his eyelids being monolid rather than double lid. Allowing herself to be taken in by the young boy, her feet barely were able to hold herself up, as she used the boy’s shoulders to get her up.

Looking at her friend’s dead body, she noticed that her purse was lying right next to the stone debris, her eyes darkening as she slowly walked toward her dead friend.

(Luna’s thoughts) I-I’m sorry …

Slowly walking towards the corpse, she crouched down and grabbed the purse with her right hand, opening it with her left. Looking through the object's heavy purse, she quickly noticed the car keys on the side of the purse and pulled them out as her left hand started to tremble.

The middle school boy tugged her shoulder with both of his hands, having puppy dog eyes as his face was close to hers.

(Middle School Boy) We have to go.

Looking away from his face, Luna’s face flustered hard as she continued to grab both her friend’s purse and her keys, a couple of tears rolling down from both of her eyes. Putting the purse and keys on her left hand, she extended her right hand timidly, looking down to the side as her hand started to shake.

The middle school boy, despite having his eyes hidden underneath his bangs, gulped loudly as he saw the tanned beauty’s face.

(Luna) Help me get out of here.

Grabbing the helm of Luna’s hand, the boy managed to drag her out towards where they saw an emergency exit near their location. Seeing that nobody was using it, the two of them ran towards the exit as their shoes continued to culminate in dust and grime.

Exiting through the exit door, they noticed that the outside of the mall was…

(Luna’s thoughts) Just what is going on…

Many fires and smoke ravaged the small city, the shrieks and yells coming from mostly towards downtown where most of the yells were.

Looking at Christi’s car, Luna pointed with her left hand toward it, and the middle school boy gave a nod as he dragged her toward it.

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(Salemonath 28, 56 / 3:45PM)

(Luna) Want me to take you to your parent’s house?

(Middle School Boy) They’re gone for the weekend. I’ll just stick with you, you look strong.

Driving through the crowded streets of their home city, both Luna and the boy look around to see many people on the sidewalks sprinting. Their luggage is carried with them to their cars, their savings, memories, and anything that they could savage as they flee from the city.

With smoke rising from many of the small buildings downtown, Luna had her eyes pushed up as her breathing went hot.

Her hands gripped the wheel with excessive force, her anxiety causing her to use her left foot to tap the floor of the car repeatedly.

The middle school boy who was riding in the passenger turned towards Luna, his body hunching back as he tilted his head.

(Middle School Boy) You don’t look good.

(Luna) I’m sorry, it’s just that I’m not good at situations like these. Or rather any of this in general.

(Middle School Boy) For a strong girl, you’re pretty naive. I thought you would be the delinquent type.

(Luna) I get that a lot…

Luna felt her breath relax a bit as she continued to push her right foot on the gas pedal, speeding her way towards her house.

Scratching his cheek, the boy continued to stare at Luna, his eyes digging into the depths of her soul as she started to fluster softly. Extending his left hand, he put it onto her right shoulder, letting out a warm smile with his monolid eyes barely showing.

(Middle School Boy) And you have a good heart. Most girls like you don’t interact with a lot of boys like me.

(Luna) I just … whenever I and my friends would talk to one another about boys, they all would downplay or make fun of me.

(Middle School Boy) Then why do you hang out with them?

(Luna) They’re the only people that wanted to hang out with me, so I just stuck to them.

Luna started to dig into the black leather wheel as her eyes began to instinctively twitch, yet continuing to slightly smile with her cheeks pushed up.

The boy noticed this slight behavior, he slightly moved himself a little to the right as he let out a huge gulping sound from his throat. Looking out towards the many houses, the boy noticed that there was a huge fire sprouting out to the right of them.

(Middle School Boy) That’s one big fire…

Luna turned her head slightly to the right to see the huge fire, and upon seeing it with her own eyes…

Her eyes widened as her breath was caught in her throat, her mouth opening as she was completely focused on the huge house fire.

(Luna) That’s…

The boy turned his head to see that Luna’s eyes began to water, her breath slowing down as he began to tighten his grip on her shoulder. His voice quivering inside of his throat, he let out a droplet of sweat onto his scrawny thigh.

As Luna’s smile started to turn into a frown.

(Luna) That’s the area where my house is.

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(Salemonath 28, 56 / 3:52PM)

(Luna’s thoughts) No…

Parking right in front of her house, her head was already turned to the left.

(Luna’s thoughts) No … no, no…

Seeing with her widened eyes the spectacle of her own house being completely leveled to the ground, with the wood being burnt or charred by a fire, Luna did nothing but stare.

Putting her left hand on the handle of the car, the car door opened wide, putting her left foot on the pavement as she got herself out. Followed by the middle school boy, his body started to tremble as he had his arms motionless on the ground.

(Luna’s thoughts) They’re still alive.

Seeing that Luna continued to stare and open her mouth without moving her tongue, he remained in the back of her as he noticed that she held her friend’s purse with an iron grip.

Walking slowly across the street, she made it across as she was right in front of her house, the house holding many cherished memories as a teardrop rolled along her left cheek. Her feet pushing her body forward, she walked along the porch as her hands remained still to her thighs, her stomach churning and growling and her brain pounding her skull.

(Luna’s thoughts) They’re still alive. I know they’re alive.

Being in front of the door that wasn’t there, Luna entered the hallway, the same hallway that she entered through yesterday.

Her nostrils flaring up, she noticed a particular smell that she wasn’t at all familiar with, the smell molesting her nose tenfold.

Tracing the burnt and sort of see-through walls of the house, she walked through the used-to-be kitchen as she saw right in front of her eyes—

A big man lying on the floor covered in his blood, his hand wielding a crowbar.

As a ginger-haired man wielded two chainsawed swords, the blades were covered in crimson blood.

Putting both of her hands onto her mouth, she quickly collapsed onto the burnt floor beneath her, the sudden push of her bottom denting the unstable wood beneath her. Tears overflowing from both ends of her eyes, she began to gasp for air.

With the middle school boy walking up from behind, he noticed that the big muscular man had his body split open like the letter X, blood and organs such as his lungs and intestines pouring out of him.

The chainsaw-wielding man turned his head towards the two of them, staring at them both as he continued to wield his chainsaw swords.

(Kenichi) They didn’t give me a choice.

They?

The ginger-haired man darkened his face as he lowered his chainsaw swords to the ground, not having an inch of fighting spirit towards the two kids.

Turning his direction to his right, his eyes glanced upon a woman wearing all white. The woman had on a white cap, a white tuxedo suit, white khaki pants, white dress shoes, and a facial mask that covered her face.

The woman in all white turned her head towards the ginger-haired man, his face sharpening at her as his voice started to jump.

(Kenichi) What did you do to the four boys…

(???) Hmm …

Turning her head towards the two kids, staring at them, the woman tilted her head at them as she put her right hand onto her cheek, mostly looking at the middle school boy. Flinching at the sight of the woman staring at him, the boy went behind Luna, having both of his hands on her shoulders.

As Luna had her hands on the burnt wooden floor as she continued to weep, the woman in all white, despite having a facial mask, lifted a devilish smile as the mask was pushed up.

(???) For that tall boy and that jock, they’re ready to be shipped alive and breathing to the archipelago. As for the short one, he was too noisy so I just killed him.

Luna stood up, her heels digging into the unstable wooden ground beneath her.

Glaring into the masked woman’s face, Luna had her entire body still as her vision started to get foggy…

(???) Awww … you feeling sad? Scared? Don’t worry, I only just killed one, the rest are going to be serving for The Reaper now.

(Kenichi) What about that young geeky boy? At least let him off the hook…

The woman slowly walked towards the ginger-haired man, having her hands on her hips as she swayed them lustfully, causing the boy to look away. The ginger-haired man though only stared right at her masked face, keeping his composure as he took a step back.

Suddenly, the woman kicked him with her right foot, the tips of her boot stabbing the left side of his stomach.

The force of her kick sent him back a couple of feet, it landed him towards the back end of the kitchen wall, the burnt-up unstable wall falling with him in tow. Putting her leg back into place, she put both hands down to her sides as she hunched her body forward, her breath coming in rapid pants.

(???) You don’t have a say in what I can or can not do! Learn your place, you old piece of shit!

She turned her masked face towards the two kids, mostly staring at the middle school boy who was now clinging to Luna’s body. Seeing that Luna didn’t move a muscle or inch, the woman in white reached her hand towards the boy, her fingertips about to latch onto the boy’s pale face until—

A hand reached out towards the woman’s wrist, her head turning in the direction of the eyes of a girl who had a twitching smile.

(Luna) What did you do … to the youngest boy …

The helm of her hand gripping her wrist, Luna continued to let out many rolling tears on her face, with her smile weakening at the sight of the woman’s all-masked face.

Tilting her head to the right of her, the woman clad in white let out a small chuckle, a sigh escaping from her mouth.

(???) He’s too cute to be serving The Reaper, so I dub him my toy, if you know what I mean~

Luna bent down as she stared at the floor, letting her hand go from the woman’s wrist.

As her knees sharply bent, Luna’s hands started to enclose into tightened fists, her teeth biting the inside of her cheek.

Blood spurring onto the wood, her chest heaved in an animal-like tone, her breathing rapid and savage as her knuckles started to nearly break under the immense pressure.

The middle school boy stepped away from the panting Luna, looking towards the barely getting-up ginger-haired man. Upon seeing the man, the man pushed both buttons on each metal, leading to him revving up the chainsawed swords.

Looking upwards, the woman clad in white slowly walked away as she went off, going through a door that led to the backdoor.

Leaving Luna to look at the ginger-haired man, her fists clenched as her knuckles started to split open from the pressure she put on them.

Taking a step back, the ginger-haired man wielded both his swords, awaiting anything for what the tanned teenage girl may—

(Luna) AAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

A high piercing shriek, etched across the house’s horizon.

Ignoring the middle school boy, ignoring the threat that was about to come, she found a crowbar that lay beside her father’s corpse. Grabbing it with her right hand, she lunged herself forward off of the burnt wood.

(Luna) I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!!

The normal school girl that she put a mask on, quickly faltered in the blink of an eye.