One of the drawers Martin pulled out revealed a little girl. She awoke at the sudden light piercing through her eyelids when she was drawn out of the large drawer. She was alarmed when she awoke, and looked around disoriented. "Wh-what?" Yuki stammered. "...Where am I? And why is it so cold in here?" She began to sit up, but once she realized she was nude she pulled the tarp back over her body and wrapped it around like a bath towel. Or at least as best as she could. She noticed the blood all over the man who had freed her, but said nothing. Judging by that and the way he moved, he seemed to have been injured. Not that she cared. Other peoples' injuries were not her problem.
But then again, Yuki was not feeling the same herself. Her body felt more frail now, more so than a perfectly healthy elementary school girl should. But then again her skin did not look healthy. Her body felt a little stiff, almost like was about to fall apart at any minute. And she was hungry. For some reason the gored body on the floor did not even gross her out, but seemed to increase her appetite even more. "Are you gonna finish that?" she asked somewhat spontaneously, pointing to the dead coroner.
In a cemetery not far away, another girl lay still and dead. Well, sort of. She was ten years older than Yuki when she awoke. She tried to move, but her body felt constricted. But wherever she was, the place was at least very comfortable. Her resting place smelled of perfume and her favorite variety of flowers, and elegant padding from all around cushioned her figure. But she had a hard time moving because of it. Soon she deduced that she had been mistaken for dead and buried alive. Upon that realization, she screamed in panic and began to claw at the inside of her coffin lid. Her screams could be heard not far from outside her grave. Hopefully someone would realize she was there and save her.
Not that she would run out of oxygen, little did she realize. The dead did not need to breathe, and therefore could not suffocate. The large cross-shaped tombstone that marked where she was buried had been partially destroyed. It did not look enough to have simply eroded over time, so someone (or something) had violated it. Most of the engraved characters that did remain on the stone were illegible, and what one could read from them they would not understand.