When You’re Lost “Here”

Sheet music.

I never told anyone what I was brought before, because it didn't have any significance to me. It wasn't any big deal. At least not to me.

Now that most of the people here remember my playing, I'm not sure whether to keep these around or to lend them to someone else.
It's such a joke. I don't really feel like following these.

Ah. It sounds like I'm going to be looking into a new home now. Latimir is starting to feel too crowded. Heh. It might be for the best. That apartment building has seen some of the unluckiest days out of all of them. Not just because of ghosts either.

I don't like it.

The death count was starting to brush up against something just as awful from before. I'm not sure how many people can still remember it anymore. I can't say that I'd blame anyone for forgetting it (if they could), I didn't think I'd ever have to be reminded of it again...

I guess some of us can count the fact that our powers were turned back on before this all started going down as a mixed blessing. We probably saved ourselves from a greater slaughter that way. It doesn't count out the ones who were taken in by all this though. For the sake of the ones who are still mourning, try not to push any buttons for awhile. It's a pain in the ass. Even for what we know about death here, it still doesn't make it any less of a hot issue. It still scares the hell out of people.

Maka, let's double back one more time and see if there's anyone else who needs help getting out of the hospital still. The monsters seem to be the least of our problems now. Maybe.

Kid, Chrona, old man... How have you been holding up? I could use some small reassurance. It never hurt anyone before.

How did Latimir come out of this anyway? Sleeping on the floor of the bar these last few days has not been too kind.

All right. Though I am going to keep fighting the fierce temptation of asking who happened to jinx things for the rest of us, I'm sincerely having my doubts over things being that convenient for anyone in this place.

Instead, I wouldn't mind having the facts laid out for the rest of us. Especially seeing as how the conversations going on over this network are all over the place.

All right. So what can anyone tell me about what was going on with the sky the other day? I thought that I was just seeing things before, but does it coincide with when things started to go buggy with everyone's chips at all?

Second, it's becoming painfully obvious that this is a case of the "haves" versus the "have nots." It sounds like most of the ones who are chipped here are pretty harmless, but it's still the unchipped ones that we might need to worry about more.
My powers still aren't working. Is it the same for everyone else? If so, then we might be able to rest a little easier. But... a person doesn't need any special powers to be able to do some damage, if they care enough to do so.

I'm just saying that we've got no reason to let up just yet. Plenty of reasons to stay on our toes for at least a little awhile longer.

Oi, Dr. Stein... You're still yourself, aren't you? How many of the other doctors are still unaffected by all this? It might be good to know.

Anyway, I think that's all I've got for now. Patty, if you're still out there, then Kid and I are waiting over by the Northern Lights. Maka, Chrona, it might be best if you guys just sit this one out for now. Trust me on this one, okay?

[There is a loud banging noise coming from the other side of the apartment door, still broken off its hinges and currently being held up by Soul with his arms outspread on both sides. He seems to be taking a beating from the door for every time an unknown creature keeps forcing itself against it. The only clue being the corpsey arm of a Nurse, which reaches vainly around the doorway within the next huge slam.]

Dammit. Will you get the hell out of here already! [He rears the door back, trapping the arm in between the space between the door and the frame. It snaps with a loud crack and falls to the floor, leaving the Nurse howling in pain on the outside.]

Ugh. I think I'm going to be sick... And why are these things suddenly inside the apartment building anyway!?

There are... [WHAM!] [The door starts being forced open again.] Better haunts... [WHAM!] Than this dump!

[As he continues to try to hold the door back, the sound of a baby wailing can be heard coming from the walls among all the noise.]

Oh, that is it. [He bares his teeth and jumps back a short ways, letting the door fall to the floor while he pulls out a knife.]

[A sensual moan can be heard from the other side of doorway, but the Nurse can't be seen from the way the communicator is angled. Soul shouts, and the sound of a struggle ensues until the monster lets out one final wail signaling its death.]

...

[Sighs] There. One down, many more to go... [His hand picks up the communicator, and it is switched over to audio once he realizes that its been left on.] Oi! You guys on patrol! I'm here on the fifth floor, just tell me where to go.

And has anyone seen Chrona yet?

[There is the sound of a door closing, and some quiet shuffling as Soul goes to take off his shoes.]

Yo. I'm here, old man. Sorry if I gave you a hard time earlier after you-

[A eerie quiet drifts over the communicator, mixed in with the sound of Soul's sputtering shock. It's the sound of a mind breaking.]

...

Pfft. Hnn... Hnnhaha...

Hahahahahaha! HAHAHAHAHA! [The sound of his laughter grows to as loud as it can go, becoming practically uncontrollable.]

If... if only Shinigami-sama... c-could see you now!

[He starts to laugh again, his body thudding onto the floor just before the transmission cuts out.]