Maosu hadn't been picked up by the police, instead, they had called her house's phone and let her know the day had come. The police knew about her current situation, and had even talked to her about the coming event during the time of her husband's death. She had agreed to come on her own, to save them the hassle, if they were to call her on the day-of. The moment she received the call, she was in one of her depressed states again. She made her way to the phone and answered it, acknowledging what they told her. She had forgotten about Free, and left the house without her.

She met up where the next bus was to pick up someone, and jumped aboard after they had already entered. She picked a spot near a window, away from everyone else. After the bus jolted, and started moving, her mood slightly lifted. [i]Free[/i], came across her mind. But it was too late. They weren't going to let her off the bus at that point.

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"They're coming." called into the room as he opened the door and walked in. He had gone back outside to leave his weapon in the car... being told he can't bring it inside. During which time, he saw the bus off in the distance drawing near. Naoto continued into the building and found himself a corner to stand by himself. He leaned up against the wall, and eyed everyone else in the room. [i]Ugh. I don't recognize anyone. I need to really find some like-minded people.[/i] he thought angrily to himself. He wasn't even thinking about the coming bus anymore. He could care less, even. He wasn't going to be picky, he was going to let whoever he was given, be given. Then he returned home he would set her in a corner, and tell her not to mess with anything. [i]Curses I knew I should have finished the guest room sooner.[/i]