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Asuka stood in the center of the biology lab, her breath hitching in her throat. Beside her, three other students stood in a jagged line, their faces pale under the flickering fluorescent lights. They weren't supposed to be here. Not in the school, and certainly not in this nightmare.

"And her ," Rumiko choked out, pointing toward the frosted glass of the classroom door.

The door creaked open. Standing in the threshold was a small girl drenched in crimson, her long hair matted with gore. The Red Person. "Found you," the girl chirped. "Run!" Takahiro yelled.

"We have the left arm," Takahiro whispered, his hands trembling as he gripped a blood-stained bundle. "That’s four pieces. We still need the torso and the head."

"Five pieces," the Red Person whispered, tilting her head. "But you won't find the last one tonight." The world turned to crimson.