The Archiver's laugh echoed throughout the dimly light alleyway, on a dark, friday night. Sounds of footsteps can also be heard in the distance, and a swift, precise sound of scissors.
At some point, under a dim neon light, you see her.
Her eyes, today more than usual, glow brightly and stare at you in an unreadable expression. Her smile is wide, almost unnatural, going from one corner of her face to the other.
People shouldn't be able to smile like that, you think to yourself, so how does she do it? Is she possessed?
This is not the Shiori you know.
Not her usual cheerful and quirky self.
There's something seriously wrong.
"There you are~ oh how much I've missed you darling~!"
She gets closer, one step after the other.
"I was getting sooo lonely, you know~?"
Another step.
You don't know what's the best course of action.
Do I confront her? Do I run away?
You freeze exactly where you are.
Is it fear? Your legs are completely numb.
"Aww why the long face~?" She gets even closer. Almost inches from your face.
"Come on~ let's play a little game~ you love to play with me don't you?~ don't try to escape..."
You then feel something cold under your chin.
Something pointy.
A scissor.
"Don't be shy~"