"Beep," mumbled Jin, still depressed about his dream. Nana glanced over her shoulder, to check on him, seeing that he wasn't keeping up. "Beep?" she wondered, slowing down her pace to let him catch up. "Are you ok Jin-kun?" she asked concerned for her friend. "Jin-kun?" she repeated his name to get his attention. She had a feeling that, he didn't hear her, because of her low voice tone. She was bad at speaking up. Makoto, had always told her to work on it. She would always say "that's the reason people pick on you. They think you're easy prey". She would also always say, with her nose high "but don't you worry, because I'll always protect yea". Nana always looked up to Makoto's strength and her ability to stand up to anyone. Makoto was always good to her. She tried one more time. "Jin-kun!" she yelled, shocking him out of his daze. 

"Whoa! What was that all about!?" asked Jin surprised to hear Nana so loud. He knew that she would always practice making her voice louder, but she was terrible at measuring it. "I..I'm sorry," she responded, taking a few step back from him, realizing that she was too loud again. "No, it's fine I shouldn't hav-" said Jin not able to finish, his sentence, because of Makoto suddenly grabbing the collar of his shirt and yanking him down to her face, so that they could look eye to eye. Jin had his hands up, showing that he wasn't doing anything wrong to her. "Ma..Makoto, calm down," he pleaded, not wanting to face her wraith. "Makoto-chan It's my fault, please don't!" begged Nana, grabbing Makoto's arm. Makoto loosened, her grip, letting go of Jin's collar, realizing that she overreacted. "Hmph, if not like I was going to hurt him or anything, I was just showing you what to do in a situation like this. "What kind of situation what this, and what were you going to do?" thought Jin, looking at Makoto with a doubtful look on his face. "Anyway how far are we?" asked Jin. Makoto took a look at the directions and looked back at Jin. "Not much further, about a mile away," she replied, as she continued walking. 

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Mitsukuni wasn't too sure about Santiago's response. He seemed so sure, but at the same time, it seemed that he was just guessing, either way, he had to check the rooms anyway. Might as well start with this one. "Don't take this the wrong way, but I think I'll check anyway," he said, hating, not trust other's judgments, but it was a habit, and because he had a feeling that Santiago, wasn't too sure himself. He went to turn the door knob, and stopped, remembering something, or at least almost remembering something, but because he couldn't see it, he shook it away. The door was unlocked, which made him think, Santiago just may have been right the whole time. 

When he opened the door, he noticed instantly, how trashed it was. Clothes everywhere, and other items all over the place, and he noticed a broken mirror. "Could this be?" he wondered, while taking a few steps inside. "Or did someone get robbed?" he thought, looking at Santiago, to verify if this was his room. "Did you have to destroy the place?" he asked.