Red Iris

Midnight Snack

"Ah... こんにちは... ", Yoichi looked around the room, there was a scatter of people spread out amongst the enclosed space. This is where it all started after the Fog enveloped him.

He woke up with a start, his heart racing and he's in a cold sweat. Yoichi looked around and seen his normal dormitory room that he shared with Adam Francis and David King. Adam was sleeping curled up across from him, David snoring on the bunk above the Jamaican male.

Yoichi put his head in his hands and sighed, getting up from his bed. He slipped on his yellow raincoat over his pajamas, and kicks on a pair of slides. Silently opening the door, he slinks out and gently closed it to avoid awaking Adam, the lighter sleeper of his roommates.

The hallways were haunting and echoey in the night, his feet softly shuffling on the cold hard floor. The moon lit up the hallway enough for him to see his shadow, he walked slowly as if he were a walking corpse. Yoichi was trying to shake off the anxiety, seeing the haunting face of the Onryō Sadako in his mind.

He opened the main doors to the courtyard, and inhaled the cold rainy air. Putting his hood up, he sighs in relief. He found water calming, ironically enough. And the rain made a beautiful sound pitter-pattering in a gentle song. He sat in the middle of the courtyard where there was a big awning and a concrete circle below it. The log seats were still dry and the campfire glowed brightly in the darkness.

Yoichi sat down and took his hood off, revealing his messy pitch black hair. He usually didn't like going outside unpresentable but waking up like that he could care less. It's grown a bit since he's been here, they now just barely covered his eyebrows like bangs. He'd have to trim his hair again pretty soon...

He heard distant humming and froze, quiet, listening to the tune. It was beautiful and rhythmic. Haunting, alluring. It clashed with the satisfying crackling of the campfire flames, but not in a bad way. It grew closer and stopped all of a sudden. A large figure sat beside the Japanese man.

The Huntress. Also called by her real name, Anna, by her peers. She plopped beside Yoichi in a nightgown and freshly bandaged feet. She didn't have her rabbit mask on and her bun was a mess," Hey. What are you doing so late at campfire?", her thick Russian accent was nice to hear, it rolled off her voice smoothly as a stream downhill.

Yoichi processed her sentence and spoke quietly and softly," Bad dream..." He'd been learning English from Adam since he got here, Adam spoke both English and Japanese. He even worked in Japan as a teacher.

Anna nodded. She was one of the only killers who showed a soft spot for the survivors. Though the killers weren't allowed to murder anyone outside of a trial didn't mean they were always nice or casual. A lot of them still threatened the survivors and some of the more animalistic killers (Nemesis, Demogorgon, Dredge, etc) weren't allowed outside of their isolation rooms until they're summoned for a trial. Anna was one of the nicest ones, she didn't have as much of an evil reason for killing. She felt more along the lines of mentally unstable due to unfortunate past trauma, as far as Yoichi could tell.

She often enjoyed being around the survivors, the Russian woman even let them escape trials when she could without the Entity punishing her. They were easier to get along with than some of the killers who were, let's face it, not very friendly to even each other. Yoichi felt safe with Anna, he trusted her.

"Maybe you are nervous. Did anything happen recently?" She asked. He shook his head," I don't know... But I do not like it." She looked at him with dark brown eyes, then back at the fire," there is new arrivals tomorrow. Two ladies and a gentleman. I am curious on who it may be this time."

Yoichi shrugged," We will know tomorrow. I just want to enjoy the rain and forget my nightmare, it was not a fun dream..." Anna looked at him," what was the dream about?"