[center][b][u]Day 0: Morning[/u][/b][/center]

Let sleeping dogs lie, the saying goes. Why the hell couldn't that also apply for humans? Reiko awoke to the infernal buzzing of an alarm clock on an endtable beside her bed. Hitting the shut-up button and groaning "Yeah, I'm awake," Reiko got up to her feet. Another day at Hideki High School was supposed to start, and as always, Reiko was taking her shinai with her. The only place she didn't bring it was the bath. Some teachers objected to her carrying it around given her violent record from her first year at high school, but her fellow kendo club members could vouch for her that she'd mellowed out quite a bit since then. Besides, until there was an outright ban on carrying a shinai around school grounds, Reiko was holding it to her at all times. If such a ban did happen, she'd probably drop out.

Class was nothing remarkable. If nothing else, she got to sleep well through most of it. Lunch had also been pretty standard. She'd made her own, as always. All in all, she'd gone through the day pretty sure it would just be another ordinary day, with one exception. One of the kendo club members had meant to return a book to that POIR club, but was out sick today. The member in question was also Reiko's next-door neighbor, so she'd decided to do it for them. If she hadn't done that, it would have just been another ordinary day for Reiko Nagatani. But she did return the book, and thanks to it, she was still on-campus. And so...

[center][b][u]Day 0: Just outside class 2-4's classroom...[/u][/b][/center]

Let sleeping dogs lie, the saying goes. Why the hell couldn't that also apply for humans? There was that earthquake just before Reiko had entered 2-4's classroom, which drove her into a wall hard enough to knock her out for a short while. She wouldn't have minded. From her perspective, it was just another way of sleeping. Though she'd dropped the book, despite everything, she held on tight to her shinai. As a result, it was still in her grip. Even when she'd regained consciousness, she figured a quick snooze wouldn't hurt at all. She would have even tried to go back to sleep, but there was no way she was sleeping with all this noise. Specifically, some girl who was at a door addressing herself as Kabetake Akane, and that music. That violin music. While she would have admitted it was well-played, Reiko found it annoying.

There was no helping it; she wouldn't be able to sleep like this. Using her shinai as support to get back up to her feet, Reiko observed a small cut on her left arm. Nothing major at all; she'd seen paper cuts worse than this. Did it happen when she hit the wall? Whatever the case, she still had a task to finish, but she couldn't see any sign of the book she was supposed to return in either direction. Reiko guessed she'd have to put that goal on the back burner; she figured there were bigger things to worry about when she saw through the windows that the sky was bloody red with all those black trees outside. Reiko wasn't typically one to experience fear, but she still found the sight unnerving. On her feet, Reiko made her way to the door, nodding to the Kabetake girl as a greeting. Then she too knocked at the door, with the hilt of her shinai. "Anyone back there? What the hell's going on?"