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"Next set of rooms it is then." Masato spun around and rolled his way out of the gallery. "Big question now then, is which room are we going into next? Since there isn't exactly a lack of rooms waiting to be explored." The only reason Masato even brought it up was because he didn't want to be the one to make the decision of which room to go in. It seemed like a big responsibility. One he didn't want to take up. The potential to cause someones death via picking the wrong door? No thanks, The idea didn't appeal to Masato in the slightest. He was just good at keeping calm and making jokes. Not exactly leadership material.

Yori seemed to have assumed the mantle of leader anyway. As far as Masato was concerned Yori seemed like a good choice for leader. He was smart, calm and most importantly respected. Out of the three of them, he was easily the best choice. Kozue seemed like too much of a follower and Masato well he was honest enough to admit he wasn't cut out for the job.
"Maybe the numbers relate to room numbers?" Masato offered with a shrug. “It’s hard to tell, I mean if she was still on the intercom we could have asked about the whole progress thing...since it sounds right." Masato turned to one side so he could stop himself and scratched his head. Maybe there was something more going on than they were saying, after all they'd only been in one room so far and there were plenty more in the school.

"Or maybe the numbers relate to other rooms or places like this one. Other galleries?" He shrugged again. "Like I said I dunno, I'm just throwing ideas out. But if we've hit a dead end here maybe some more exploring might help us find answers."

In the end there was only going to be one real way to find out and that was to look around some more. But the first room wasn't giving Masato any hope that it was going to be a pleasant experience.

"And hey maybe we'll find a bakery room."
Kozue wanted to go home? That didn't really seem like an option anymore. The way Masato saw it they may as well make the most of their situation.

"Where's your sense of adventure man? I mean this is like a once in a lifetime deal. Why try and run from it?"

He rolled along nearby Kozue and Yori. Yori seemed to have figured out some part of the galleries mystery. But of course as soon as they thought they'd figured it out something had to come along to complicate things. Masato scratched the top of his head after the person had replied to Yori's question.

"So what's the betting these residents want us super dead? Since I'm going with high."

It was the only explanation that made sense because otherwise why would the creepy person on the other end of the speakers tell them? So far they had only been given warnings about their deaths and vague threats. It made sense for that fun trend to continue. It was a lot of effort to go to sure but Masato knew better than to doubt the person making threats in a world with a pink sky. It just wouldn't be good for his long term health.
Masato picked himself up off the floor and brushed himself down. "That's gonna cost me." He muttered. He was thinking about the warning they'd been given. The whole not touching anything deal. He was still alive though so that was a good sign. Maybe he had gotten away with it. The others were talking about going into the gallery. It didn't seem like the best idea to Masato, but if everyone else was going he didn't want to be left on his own. They had no idea about what could possibly be different in the new world so staying alone seemed like the worst idea.

He watched as the others stepped through and shrugged. "Better to go as a group I guess." He said to Yori before moving into the gallery.
Masato rolled into the classroom. Despite the whole passing out thing, pink sky and messages there weren’t that many bad things actually happening. That was good he guessed. The weird announcement telling them not to touch anything was sorta creepy he had to admit. But as things currently were they could have been in a much much worse situation. So all in all one hundred percent successful trip.

He moved around the classroom before giving up and stopping his search. There was nothing different or interesting about the classroom. It was just a regular old classroom. He returned back to the others at the doorway and leaned on a desk. "So this is exciting isn't it? Cryptic messages, bubble gum skies, all the makings of one hell of a story." It was at that point that the desk skidded backwards with an ear-piercing screech and Masato fell backwards onto his ass, the desk also falling to the floor.
"Yay new nickname." Masato said in response to the girl calling him stalker-senpai again. He rolled around behind. Gliding down the hallway he saw a message scrawled across the wall. "Chaos, panic, a void and the imminent destruction of reality. Man this weekend will be the best." As he continued down the corridor the younger girl stopped to peek over Yori's shoulder before getting bored and moving on. Masato chose not to follow her, she'd be fine with Akira, and he was trustworthy. Plus she didn't seem to be that bothered by the message on the wall, if she had even seen it that was.

Drifting to a stop behind Yori he poked his head over his shoulder.

"Found any death yet?"
"Stalker-senpai is awake." Masato grumbled from his position on the floor, he rolled over and looked up. The sky was pink. That was different. Sky's weren't supposed to be pink. He pushed himself up into a sitting position and looked at the girl before pointing up. "Was it you that broke the sky? Cause that thing costs a lot." He lifted himself up onto this roller blades in a fluid, well-practiced motion. From the look of it they were still by the old school building but things were different, there were a lot of other students around though so it wasn't like it was just the three of them. Akira was moving over to two people he recognized as people from his year group. He turned to the younger girl. "Looks like the adults are talking...but I suppose you can join in."

He slowly rolled over to Akira, Kozue and Yori. "So I'm guessing none of you have any idea what just happened? Short of us jacking into the Matrix?"
Everyone dies of explosive migraines. The end.
12:00

The girl started saying something about a date and a hoodie which made Masato smile, right up until she collapsed. Akira went down too. Before he could really figure out what was happening or why they had gone down Masato felt a sharp pain shoot through his temples. He tried to keep his balance on his roller blades but that wasn't happening, he hit the ground hard but it was alright. He was already unconscious by that point.
Masato had never intended to end up at the old school building. He'd only gone outside because he was so bored inside that any alternative seemed better. Unfortunately there wasn't much to do around town so late at night so he'd just put his roller blades on and started skating around looking for something interesting. So in a way he'd gotten lucky. He heard the voices before he saw anyone, they were talking pretty loudly and since it was night after all it was easy to notice. Of course the girl that had gone rushing past him was also a bit of a giveaway that something was up.

Friday, April 10th, 11:58 PM - Old School Building

Because honestly who willingly went to school at this time of night unless there was something going on? When Akira also went jogging past it was confirmation that yes there was something going on. No offence to Akira but if something got him up and moving it must have been worthwhile. He turned and followed the two to the school building slowing to a stop just by them.

"Did you guys plan a party and not invite me? Is that was this is?" He said folding his arms and smiling.
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