She had to find someone. There had to be someone here who was either in the same predicament or had more knowledge…the latter would be lovely but the former would be a lot more comforting.

Sakura wondered what had happened to her comrades from the Academy, where they still there? Would they think she had died? Well technically, there was no murder so there was nothing to discover so how did the rules work about that? Oh Sakura hated those rules and that stupid bear.

She stopped in the middle of a street with buildings lining it, they looked residential- maybe she ought to knock on one? She was about to veer off of the road when she saw a figure in the distance. Well her current plan was to find someone- but when she got closer, Sakura frowned, noticing a familiarity about the person in the street.

"…!"

Sakura began to speak but then stopped when she was closer. This person looked exactly like Asahina- it had to be her- but then how? Was their entire class here? Was this still the Academy?

"What’s going on?"

"Sakura?"

Without thinking, she started running towards the figure. Her legs pumping frantically, a flurry of thoughts ran through her head. Was this real? How was this actually happening? She stopped, standing a mere foot away from her...what appeared to be her friend. She lifted her hand, slowly, tentatively, wanting to touch her and see if she was real but not wanting to be wrong.

"I-is that...?" Her voice died in her throat, and she looked down at her feet and took a trembling breath.