Shinku agreed to just go along as a group since everyone was awake.  The police station she had passed so many times in the past was in ruins now.  Not that it was for sure the one she knew from all her time in the town.  "You don't realize how great you have it until after it's all in ruins, do you?"  She mumbled to no one in particular.  For the most part she made sure to stay close to Ito.  Not that the girl couldn't watch after herself, but she knew her parents would hate if Shinku could have done something but didn't if something bad happened.

Following the group, she saw what everyone else was looking at. . .  "TVs?  In a ruined place like this?"  She had to chuckle a little bit.  "Someone took the time to bring these to ruins?  How od--"  She dropped mid sentence when the transfer student moved near and they turned to static.  "That's different."  She muttered while moving close to one of the TVs.  "Static.  I remember considering this a secret channel when I was little."  Almost as if on command, the TV seemed to change into something. . . Familiar.

[i]"Shin-chan, wait up!"

"Come on Mayoi-chan!  The shop is just ahead, I've been wanting candy!"[/i]

Shin-chan?  A familiar name to Shinku. She heard it a lot when she was little. It was the slightest bit masculine, but Shinku was a bit of a tomboy back in the day.

[i]The sound of coughing eminated from the body of the smaller girl.  "Come on, slow down. Please."

". . .  Fine,  Let's just get going.  Hold my hand."[/i]

". . ."  Shinku had no comment for what she was seeing.  It was her past.  That much she was sure of.  "Mayoi-chan, huh?"  Someone she hasn't seen in a while.

[i]"She's gotten worse because of YOUR son." An old man said to another.  If nothing else he was quite angry.  The vein on his bald head was throbbing quite brashly.  "I don't want him near Mayoi again!"

The other man looked sternly at the Mayoi's father, "I don't know what you daughter's problem is, but MY son did NOTHING wrong."  Shinku was taking care of Mayoi in the other room, keenly aware of the yelling going on around.  The location couldn't be discerned from the visuals alone though, it did seem like a house though.  

"Mayoi, I will take care of you.  I swear."[/i]

"I think I can fathom what happens next." Shinku muttered under her breath as she continued watching with a small amount of ire.

[i]"Sorry, we can't let anyone in to see Mayoi Ebisu."  A nurse said, "We've gotten strict instructions from her father.  Sorry."  The hospital was dark. Darker than it should be.  "I suggest you turn around and leave little girl."

Shinku of the time seem to know better than try and make a break for it.  She didn't want Mayoi in any more trouble than she was.  "If I give you a letter. . . Can you get someone to hand it to her without her dad knowing?"  With a bit of hesitation the nurse nodded and the young girl pulled out a crayon and a piece of paper, writing the best she could something along the lines, "I will become a doctor in the future and I will help you."

Handing it to the nurse she made a rush out of the hospital with a strong, but teary face.  The screen flickered a few times, advancing to her times in middle school.  She had all but forsook her promise to the girl learning of her death only two years later.  She continued the next few years believing that bullies had been what had ended up being the end of her friend.  It showed flickering videos of her practicing on a punching bag.  Her father yelling at her with a report card in her hands.  Her yelling back in the next instant with her hands wrapped in in bandages, slightly discolored with frames inbetween showing her punching out some kind of punk.[/i]

Everything on the TV went dark.  "Are you done yet?" Shinku asked.  She wasn't sure if there was anything really.  

It wasn't though as words started showing up on the black screen in white.  [b]You can see in black and white, but can you see the shades in between?[/b]  The wording changed from the more obvious white into many shades in between black and white.  The screen soon whited out and started fuzzing back to how it was.  

Shinku stared a while.  That was. . . Odd. . . To say the least.  She turned away as she mumbled words.  "I see what I need to see.  That's all."

Everyone else seemed to have seen. . . Well, something else. Worse for most.  She couldn't imagine really.  The only one that didn't seem to be affected much was Kazuo Nagashi. . . The transfer student.  Or, maybe he was the worst of all?  She couldn't read him yet, but he didn't seem like a bad guy or give out what he was thinking.  Still, she didn't really think much more.  "What exactly is going on here?" She asked to no one in particular. "I don't like this."