[center][h1][color=8dc73f]Miyako Inoue[/color][/h1][/center]
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[color=8dc73f]"I... see..."[/color] the maiden hesitatingly muttered, tangling her fingers as she nodded to what she heard. [color=8dc73f]"But still... Thank you, Yuzura-sempai, for..."[/color] Miyako's voice trailed off into a confused hum as her shoes submerged into the water, the cold feeling foreign to the ambience. But that wasn't all of it.

There was a horse standing in the middle of the hallway. It seemed pretty real but, along with the whole place, it had an alien vibe to it. Miyako began trembling yet again, grasping Yuzura's sleeve and hiding behind of her. She seemed to be the most reliable one of the group of students and, thanks to the raven-haired girl's actions, she now irradiated a feeling of safety on Miyako's eyes, as if she were an inpenetrable fortress, the promise of a merciful savior.

[color=8dc73f]"Sempai... what's that thing...? Where do we go...?"[/color] she asked, taking a few steps backwards while tugging on Yuzura's uniform. [color=8dc73f]"Who's Roku-"[/color] Her question was cut short when she felt the border of the altar against her backside. That was enough to startle the young Miyako, and to make her lose her balance. She fell towards her right side as she wailed her long arms around. Her left wrist impacted against the wall just before her nose did, damaging both of them and making the latter bleed. The crimson liquid ominously dripped from her wound onto the water.