DDLC MC

*no response* *MC tries the handle*

*I gently opens the door...*

*His eyes widen in horror* No...no no no! *rushes forward and catches her weight, trying to hold her up* Sayori! SAYORI! *frantically searches for something to cut the rope with* Someone help! Please!

Well, maybe you should try a wheelchair. Or a mobility scooter. Or a Segway. Or a unicycle. Or a pogo stick. Or a unicycle on a pogo stick. Or a Segway on a unicycle on a pogo stick. Or a unicycle on a Segway on a unicycle on a pogo stick. Or a Segway on a unicycle on a Segway on a unicycle on a pogo stick. Or a unicycle on a Segway on a unicycle on a Segway on a unicycle on a pogo stick. Or a Segway on a unicycle on a Segway on a unicycle on a Segway on a unicycle on a pogo stick. Or a unicycle on a Segway on a unicycle on a Segway on a unicycle on a Segway on a unicycle on a pogo stick. Or a Segway on a unicycle on a Segway on a unicycle on a Segway on a unicycle on a Segway on a unicycle on a pogo stick. Or a unicycle on a Segway on a unicycle on a Segway on a unicycle on

*He rolls his eyes* It must have been the wind Sayori...you always believed in that stuff...

*He flinches at her sharp tone, slowly taking the paper. His eyes scan the violent imagery, his confused* what is this supposed to say and...it that spilt tea on it?...

Tea?..it's not tea darling...

*His eyes go wide as the realization hits him, and he immediately drops the poem as if it's on fire. His face drains of all color.* Is that... Is that what I think it is?

*He nods* Yeah... I'll make sure she's okay. *In his mind: why did she say "don't leave her hangin'"?...that was weird...

*the school day ends and MC heads over to Sayori's house*

*He knocks on her door* Hey Sayori, it's me. *No answer. He knocks again* Sayori? *He tries the door handle* It's unlocked...*he gently opens the door...*

Not so fast! *Grabs her wrist*

*blushes deeply* L-Let go! You're ruining my attack!

Make me. *grins mischievously*

*sighs heavily and types back* You're doing this again? *pauses* Look, I told you I'd be there if you need help, not for... this. *another text comes in* Send dih pics or I'm telling Sayori about your collection

*heads home slowly* Should I check on her?

(you go to her home in her bedroom and you see her hanging in the wall)

*freezes in doorway, eyes wide* S-SAYORI?! *rushes forward, fumbling with the rope* No no no- *drops bag and grabs her legs, trying to lift her weight* Help! Someone help!

*pulls Sayori behind him slightly* Monika. What did you say to her?

*Monika smiles brightly* Oh! I'd almost forgotten with all the excitement~ *stands up* The storage room's getting a bit cramped, so I thought we'd start there!~ *glances at Sayori's sad state with a evil glint in her eyes*

*notices Monika's expression* Uh... you okay, Monika? You look like you're planning something.

*Monika smiles siclknly sweet* not at all! Just wondering how she's doing! I think she might need a friend to hang out with her!~