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"We have the left arm," Takahiro whispered, his hands trembling as he gripped a blood-stained bundle. "That’s four pieces. We still need the torso and the head."

The door creaked open. Standing in the threshold was a small girl drenched in crimson, her long hair matted with gore. The Red Person. "Found you," the girl chirped. "Run!" Takahiro yelled. "We have the left arm," Takahiro whispered, his

It was the same day as yesterday. And the day before. She looked at her palm and saw a faint, red smudge that wouldn't wash off. The search wasn't over. It was just beginning. Standing in the threshold was a small girl

Asuka tripped, sliding across the floor. As she scrambled to her feet, her hand brushed against something cold and leather-like hidden behind a trophy case. She pulled it back. It was a torso, stitched with jagged black thread. "I found it!" she screamed. and certainly not in this nightmare.

"Five pieces," the Red Person whispered, tilting her head. "But you won't find the last one tonight." The world turned to crimson.

Asuka stood in the center of the biology lab, her breath hitching in her throat. Beside her, three other students stood in a jagged line, their faces pale under the flickering fluorescent lights. They weren't supposed to be here. Not in the school, and certainly not in this nightmare.