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I said get the hell away from me!

The school descended even further into chaos. Now, nowhere is safe.

Some of our Self-Governing Group have gone missing. Vika never came back.

Piss off!

It's mine!

Ah... ugh... help...

One day, I can't remember which, Reunion suddenly left.

But they never actually did anything other than lock us inside. And the chaos continued, as if the students didn't even notice they were gone.

As if they were enjoying the chaos.

Hey, the Reunion guys guarding the school are gone!

Hm...

We can finally leave! Why don't you look excited, Anna?

It doesn't matter anymore.

Ever since the first fire, none of this had anything to do with Reunion.

But we were not ready to escape the chaos. And the next day, the Catastrophe came.

The Catastrophe shook everyone.

It was then that it became clear that they could all leave.

It was also then that we realized things were even worse outside the school.

Is this... a Catastrophe...?

What in the world happened...?

Aaaaaahhh! I'm scared!

Anna, we need to get out of here now!

But... where can we go?

After that, we took refuge in the part of the city that wasn't overgrown with Originium, hiding from other survivors, hiding from Reunion.

In the end, a Rhodes Island squad rescued us, and took us back to their base.

Who's there?!

A kid?!

She's armed!

...Kiss my ass.

Wait, we're here to rescue survivors!

...Huh?

Calm down. We're with an organization called Rhodes Island. You're safe now.

I survived. We survived.

But I failed to do away with all Anna's worries. Honestly, I let her down.

Sonya, the students never would have become like this without the fire.

It- it was an accident!

I don't blame you, Sonya. But if you had discussed it with me beforehand...

I just wanted you to be able to sleep at night.

Zima, I'm still willing to trust you.

But I don't know how to talk to you about these things.

You're guilty.

I'm not.

You deserve to die.

It wasn't that bad.

You let me go because you felt guilty.

I didn't want to kill you.

Don't beat yourself up. You made a mistake is all.

I can't stop thinking about it!

I hate you.

I...

Waaaaahhhh!

...aaaaaaaaaaaahhh!

*Puke*...

*Puke*...!

That dream again.

Anna, I...

I...

The brown-haired girl slumps up against the washstand and stares out the window. The moon looks lovely this evening.