Kore was stitching up her bag. She pulled out the piece of paper that she had taken sfrom the dead girls notebook. She put it in her mouth and started to eat it. Now they can't find it, Kore thought. She was content with a job well done. Kore picked up her newly repaired bag and walked down the hall. She heard Fur Elise still playing. She walked into the bathroom. Her eyes widened with shock and fear. She had to make it seem like she wasn't the culprit. "What happened? Wait, if someone was killed by Elise, does that mean the killer is in thr school?" Kore asked to the guys who were already there.

Augustus stood quietly and then noticed a bit of ripped paper floating in the pools of blood on the floor, he then looked at the girls pocket, it had a notebook sticking out of it and because of this he took it out, checked the pages and found one missing, it was hers without doubt. There was no other text in the notebook except the names of the other classmates and it was clear that the murderer had ripped it out and thrown it into the garbage bin, he found a curled up bit of paper, however it was covered in blood making anything on it unreadable, that must've been the secret which the woman held, the murderer, Elise rather, must've copied it before completely destroying it's possibilities of being reused.

He was the welcomed by Chikao, another man of his class who had stumbled into the bathroom in fear as he'd caught glimps of the dead girl who'd been mutilated by Elise, and Augustus included. As Augustus stood with the Notebook in his hands he was as good as clean from any sort of blood on his clothes. Before Chikao could finish his worries about the Notebook Augustus threw it on the ground, gliding it towards Chikao in the pools of blood. ''The page was ripped out of the book.'' Augustus said keeping as calm a face as ever.

Standing tall and proud inside the girls toilet he yet again continued to play the song of Elise, hoping to attract as much attention as possible and as many as possible. As Augustus looked around the toilet he spotted small pieces of ripped off fabric and impact marks from what would most likely be the murder weapons, telling him that they'd fallen onto the floor, possibly out of a bag or sack of some sort which ripped open. But before he could think of anything more he was greeted by Kore, she had already been surprisingly suspicious before class and she sure as hell was now, together with Chikao.

She seemed to have something on her lips, however it fell off too soon and too quickly for him to interpret what it was in time, it then fell into the blood and became as red as the sea which were almost at Augustus feet. ''We don't know if she was killed by Elise.'' Augustus said to Kore. ''Elise isn't good enough to do something like this, bullseye on the breast, head, you can see for yourself. Plus, there's no evidence here at all.'' He glared at Chikao and Kore with equal suspicion. ''Elise is nothing but a farce.'' He said, trying to see if Elise was the proud type who was easily aggravated or not. Let's see if Elise sees the fourth knife.

”Well, I’ve got the impression that Elise is quite talented with knives”, Chikao said. He did not want to talk, but every moment he would not think about something to say, his mind was filled with the dead girl. “So you mean that this was done by an Elise imposter. Well, it’s not impossible by any means, but… Argh, I don’t know! But anyways, um… I have a theory that Elise is actually multiple people doing the crimes exactly same way, but it’s just a theory, I really have no clue.”

Chikao ran out of words. He looked the girl for a while and felt that he had forgotten something. The silence made him to realise it. “Has any of you called the police and informed teachers? And…” he wasn’t really sure what people were supposed to do when someone was dead and not even about what he wanted to do, but said it anyway, “I guess we have to respect her. I doubt that she wanted that we would just stare her.”

The boy walked a step closer to the body. He hesitated a bit but closed her frightened eyes and whispered: “Rest in peace.” Chikao had no clue if that was the right thing to do. He was not even used to think from that perspective. But he had the feeling that even if everything else was free game, life and death should be respected. Well, honestly I have no clue.

Miranda simply shrugged her head and put the book in her purse for the time being which was around her shoulder and neck. She picked up her brief case and the straps of her two suitcases. She walked out of the room to find a place to call her own. Finally she found a bedroom with beds in it. She choose one that didn't have anything on it or the night stand or closet. She put her clothes away and then sat down on the bed to investigate the black book.

She opened the notebook and on the page with her name was pictures of the 3 music boxes. Under each music box was a short line from the 3 lullabies that she dreaded- 3 blind mice which had pictures of 3 mice with tiny sticks and each mouse was pick pocketing another mouse: Brahm's lullaby had a grave site under it with a few notes: Twinkle, twinkle little star was the third one and a pile of jewels were next to the words.....

She gasped as she hurriedly closed her book. She then whispered
"How does anyone know of these things? Father is in prison and the people said that I have been cleared of them all........ and that no one else would know if I didn't tell them."