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[b]Uchima Senior High - Main Building, Hallway [/b]

There no reception. Nothing but hissing static, interrupted by regular but infrequent bursts of low noise. The phone was on, but Etsu was isolated. Alone in an ethereal grey counterfeit of a hallway. There was nothing around her. No students, no signs of any life. Just the dull, dizzying hum of stagnancy and the indistinct, distant screams.

Not even anything in that strange, distant corner.

Past the single locked and barricaded classroom to her right, extending deep into the darkness at the end of the hall, there was nothing there. Hiding around the corner was nothing. Except there was still a presence. Waiting.

Watching.

Rumbling feet. Quiet tapping. A noise - a sudden interruption to the monotony, somewhere far behind.

The presence in the corner waited. 

That far behind rumblings seemed to shift.