[center][b]Where does the Mirror go?[/b][/center]

Kaku stood up with a groan and patted himself down, surprised he was able to retreat at such a rate from the arms. The image of the appendages was still burned in his mind; a ghostly arm with a translucent hand, all of its fingers reaching for something to get a hold of. In the student's reality, such a thing wouldn't even exist, as the limbs were able to launch themselves through a solid material. Unfortunately for them, this world was genocidal to common sense and logic. It would succeed in trying the unexpected, and can bring one’s worst fears to life. [b]”This world is basically a giant [i]screw you[/i] to any form of reason."[/b] He muttered under his breath as he straightened out his back. The constant screaming, originating from the back of the mirror wasn't helping him clear his mind.

The boy spun himself around when he heard the quick tapping of feet coming from down the hall. Whatever the source of it was, it was approaching the two at an alarming rate. Kaku’s hand rushed down into his shirt's pen pocket and whipped out his phone, shining the light in the direction of the footsteps. Had another malicious entity approaching them, Kaku squinted his eyes, trying to spot their possible demise. As it got closer, he noticed a voice was accompanying it. [b]”Wait a second…”[/b] He recognized the voice and shook his head; dashing towards them was Aito, shouting up a storm. [i]”He did stop screaming for a few minutes, wasn’t sure whether it was him running at us”[/i] The student thought to himself as the only other male in the club stopped before them, panting like a dog, shouting curses and gripes of his experiences. [b]”At least you had the right idea to stop. I charged head first into that.”[/b] He motioned the light towards the mirror taking up the entire hallway, built into the walls. [b]”Hey Pres, wha-”[/b] Kaku was cut off as a notepad was shoved towards both of them, on it was finely writ characters.

Kaku guessed the cause of Shiori’s inability to hear was the screams from before. He had followed those very shrill cries, though they barely had an effect on him, as he had only heard them from a distance. He couldn’t even fathom how ear-shattering it must have been to be in the midst of such a sound, how she was able to keep such a straight face was a mystery. With a glance of Haru’s expression, he seemed to have been extremely surprised by this news, disbelief floated in his eyes. To people who hadn’t experienced it, it’s a hard concept to wrap your head around. [b]”Though, the appendages are somewhat slow. I’ve got a few suspicions on how they operate and capture their prey.”[/b] Kaku shined his phone over his shoulder, giving Aito a full look of the mirror. He stared at the dust-covered ground for a few moments, congregating his thoughts. [b]”Anyways, I agree with the proposal of getting the hell away from this thing. Let’s go.”[/b] Looking back up, he realized Aito was still staring at the mirror. It was just an oversized mirror, nothing captivating about it. Then the student realized that Shiori had her fixated in the same direction. Kaku raised an eyebrow and turned around to see what was taking up their attention. He stepped back in astonishment at what his eyes saw. There was another figure standing in front of the mirror, much taller than all of them. As his eyes adjusted to the light, he was able to confirm the identity of the individual. A few meters away from them was Hazama Tsubasa, a member of multiple sports teams and the student council. Kaku had been forced to watch a few of his games, his tall phisyche was easily distinguishable. 

But, Tsubasa’s fight wasn’t over just yet. On the other side of the mirror was him, still holding onto dear life. Kaku was surprised by the student’s willpower and let out a sigh of relief, though he was still trapped behind the pane of glass. He fully took in the seen and put the facts together in his head, trying to piece together a solution. He wasn’t sure whether the president could hear at the moment, so it seemed the only form of communication was through written word. With a few taps on the screen, Kaku had composed a small phrase; [i]I might have an idea. I’ll have a quick conversation with Tsubasa-san.[/i] He showed the other to the screen then approached the mirror, staying at least keeping a meter’s distance. From the looks of it, Tsubasa was able to see onto their side as well, which made this even more complex. It seemed the appendages which popped out of the reflective surface were embedded within the middle, between the two sides. He raised the phone up so that Tsubasa could completely see the text on the screen. [i]Don’t worry, Tsubasa-san. We will get you out of this alive, trust me. But before we attempt anything, I need to quickly confirm with you, can you see us? I just need a nod, and if you can’t, then you will obviously keep shouting and banging on the glass.[/i] The boy’s eyes scanned over the screen and gave a nod of confirmation, Kaku then proceeded to type another message and placed the phone over his shoulder. [i]This will be a tad risky. Aito-san, if they manage to defy my guess, then yank me away. If I’m too far gone, then just leave me.[/i] He faced the tall student and typed another message to him; [i]If I get stuck in there with you, I’m going to strangle you with these headphones. Alright?[/i] It was obviously an empty threat, in all honesty, Tsubasa was half a foot taller than Kaku, and could easily deck him. Though, the student perceived it as an honest promise, Kaku tapped on his phone and showed him the message without a second to lose; [i]Just kidding.[/i]

With that, Kaku undid his tie and clumped it up in his left hand, sighing deeply. [i]”They took her tie and just let her be? Either these appendages have quite the fetish, or there’s something else to them.”[/i] The student took a running start and leaped at the bat, reaching as far as he could. He landed on his feet and quickly snatched up the bat, the almost silent sound of muscle movement flew towards him. With a motion to his behind, he knocked away a lone arm. Unfortunately, Kaku wasn’t as anatomically strong to behind with, and a one-handed strike with a blunt weapon, in a reverse movement, would barely leave even a bruise. Other appendages phased out of the mirror at an alarming speed, Kaku was fully aware of his disadvantage. As a last ditch effort, he tossed his overly expensive tie at the group of limbs, hoping his suspicions were correct. When one caught the finely knit piece of attire, the other arms, as if it was on instinct, swarmed the neckwear and pulled it back towards their origin. Meanwhile, the student quickly booked it away, back to the other members, out of breath. Once he calmed down, he managed to type another phrase on the phone, which took him at least a minute; [i]Well, that was some amazing luck. When Pres mentioned they only took her tie, they could have easily continued to attack her en masse. But, they lack any way to visibly intake information, and can only act upon the sense of feel and instinct. Once one of them acquire a grip on something, the others instantly assist, to secure their prey. Now, either than almost been felt up by those things, we still have a classmate trapped in there. But, here’s the catch. He could be within the mirror, or he could be on a completely different side. Those arms must go somewhere, right? There’s a space between the mirror, in which the limbs take refuge. A space which defies what we see as filled, but they are able to use some sort of loophole. If we were to shatter the glass, we could either save him, or end his life within a second. It’s a gamble. I’m not sure whether he can even tell where he is at the moment. Aito-san, you’re the most physically capable out of all of us. A piece of advice, friend. Take off anything that you can get stuck on, and that they can latch onto. I can pull you back if need be.[/i] By this time, Kaku had already lost his tie and jacket, all that was left was the dress shirt and his khakis. He flipped the bat in his hand and placed the tip in his hand, then pointed the grip towards Aito. [b]”It can go down south really fast from here if we don’t play our cards correctly.”[/b] He said, staring at the student, who was obviously unable to hear him.