Hearing Shiori's calm tone was enough to reassure Shizune in what she was doing. Sure enough, the other students began to gather in one spot, with the exception of Resan Shinobu and Audrey, who were still unconscious. Choosing to hover over them for protection, Shizune looked up at her gathered classmates. Her red eyes seemed distant and her voice was level and controlled, losing it's earlier panic. The violin was getting closer. This would have to be quick.

"Everyone, please calm down. The more you panic, the more likely you'll attract...him." She left it at that, directing for everyone to take in their new surroundings closely. "We've all been dragged into a different dimension from our own," she explained. "One that looks and acts like our own, but as you will all find, it is naught but a twisted reflection. This is the World of Wasted Dreams."

She said this as if it were indisputable fact, completely confident in her own words. "There's no way to escape. We can't exit this school. You will also find that you will lack the need for normal bodily functions. You won't feel hungry and you'll find your exhaustion increasing as time goes on." She listed down all that she knew of the situation to inform these people as quick as possible of their impending danger. 

Something was wrong. Something was amiss. Shizune unconsciously sensed it but said nothing, not quite sure what the disturbance was.

"In this world," she continued, "it's just us...and the monsters. Predators that will hunt us down and kill us. That's all. It is the utmost priority that we stick together and don't take any risky moves if we wish to survive." She looked directly at Aito and Reiko. "This isn't the first time I've found myself in this dimension. Many have died because of foolish mistakes..." She trailed off, as if keeping the truth half-hidden. She quickly shrugged it off. "Now, let's find somewhere safer t-"

Shizune's eyes widened as the darkness shifted ever so slightly. That feeling....the sense of something wrong at the back of her mind. She knew what it was now in sick realization. The music had stopped playing.

"Nagatani-san. Shiba-san. Akane-san...please come into the classroom." Her eyes were fixed on the....the thing that lay in wait, standing right behind the three in the hallway.

It looked like an impossibly tall man dressed in dark clothing, a jacket and pants. A white powdered mask lay on its face, with only two slits for eyes. It's left arm looked bloody and torn apart, flakes of flesh and cloth shredded and melded as one. In its right arm was a violin stick. 

"The Friagne." 

Shizune took a step forward, carefully motioning for them to walk quietly while keeping an eye on the thing. The Friagne titled its masked face sideways in an inhuman manner before raising the violin stick to its left arm....and then proceeded to slash it back and forth violently on the shredded skin. What resulted was a beautiful melody of violin music. Sickening.

Without hesitation, the thing's chest began to rip apart to the swoon of the melody, revealing several long strands of material. On closer inspection, one could see that these strings were in fact veins. Still bleeding, fresh, and thin human veins. With a lash, the Friagne's innards reached forward and wrapped around both Reiko and Akane's throats, lifting them up in the air and strangling them.

"No..." 

Shizune ran forward to free the two only to have a large cut suddenly appear on her cheek. Stumbling back, she tensed as several baby dolls began to crawl out of the Friagne's gaping opening and leap and slash out in all directions. They each had half-burned and crooked faces armed with knives in their hands.

As the veins coiled tighter around Akane and Reiko's necks, the creature continued playing its violin piece by using its self-inflicted instrument. Shizune gritted her teeth in agitation and fear for her classmates.

No, no, no! This was all wrong! Why was this happening so early! Friagne wasn't supposed to be here!