#rd diary

Date: xx/xx/xx Time: Dunno

Well, I guess writing this shit down will help keep everything straight. Plus, like, if we all die then this will help people figure out what went down.

I guess I woke up a little later than the others. It seemed like we were in some sort of escape room. Pirate themed, or whatever. Some ‘codes’ had been found and a safe was opened. But inside was just a tablet with a floorplan of the room? It didn’t even do anything, it was stupid. But at least it kept us entertained for a bit. I’m already sensing some tension in the group, especially with some of the dumb shit some of them say.

Also, whoever put us here took my knives. I’m fucking pissed. Some of the others seem to think this is a prank of some sort, but it seems way too sinister to be something like that. We’ll see. But no matter what, whoever’s behind this is gonna get it.

- Minori.

Date: xx/xx/xx Time: beats me

Well. Things got worse. 

Apparently this shit’s some sort of ‘killing game’. Sick fucking game, if you ask me. Whoever’s behind it is gonna pay, hopefully sooner rather than later. I’d wanna hope that this is just part of some terrible prank, but... they killed Himura. 

Let me back up, for details. I’d just gotten done putting the hurt on King Dickhead for being, well, a royal dickhead, when they lights go out. They come back on and there’s this weird plushie thing standing there. Like, a four foot plushie. And it talks. Fucking crazy, right?

So that’s the thing that announces it’s a killing game. Threatens to reveal private information about us, kill our families, those sort of basic threats. Then another one of those plushies shows up and... they weren’t lying about the killing our families thing. They had Himura’s grandmother hostage. What sort of sick fuck takes an old woman hostage? Obviously the same sick fuck that considers massacring a bunch of teenagers a game, but I digress.

Of course, Himura’s pissed. She tries to attack one of the plushy things and... they killed her. With a swordfish.

Fuck.

I didn’t know what to do, having to watch that, as she bled out, and it was just to similar to ████ that I couldn’t move, or even breathe. Plus we were in the room for so long, and it was so cramped. I couldn’t calm myself down, I freaked out, and as soon as I could, I ran. Like the coward I am.

Tsoi Sauce followed me. I usually like to work that shit out on my own, but it was nice seeing someone cared, even if we barely know each other. A lot of the others rallied to help out Oshiro, too, who was in even worse shape than I was. Girl straight up passed out. She doesn’t seem to well, in general. Like, emotionally and physically. Maybe it’s just the stress, though. I dunno. But I’ll probably find out, since we’re roommates.

Oh yeah, we all have to share rooms. Tiny, cramped rooms. With bunk beds. My roommates were nice enough to let me take the one with the most space, though, so that’s one crisis averted. At least I’ll be able to sleep, though. It’s strange, though... one of the plushy things (Torimi. Their names are Akomi and Torimi, although I’ll probably just call them insults instead) said that I was an extra student or something? Like they hadn’t prepared for me to be here or something? Strange. They didn’t even have a fancy tablet set up for me, like the others. I have to use the one meant for Himura, and I have her spot in the room assignments, too. Very strange. I wonder what they would have done if they hadn’t... yeah. You know.

Will report back later after a rest and proper exploration (since we’re finally out of that freakin room)

- Minori