“AH!” Ichigo jumped out of her chair as she awoke from her nightmare. The normally indifferent class rep was wide eyed and terrified after her graphic, violent dream. She had fallen asleep during class, her mind drifting to the dark, disgusting depths of her psyche. Remembering every bloody detail made her face go green and she quickly suppressed the urge to vomit. She really had to stop thinking up worse ways to kill her classmates and teacher; poison and explosives were all she could stomach.

“Ichigo are you sleeping in my class?” Ichigo looked up to tell Becky she was just resting her yes in her usual monotone voice when she saw that Becky’s face was different. Her eyes were just two wide-open holes and her mouth was one thin line. Ichigo stared at Becky’s new face until the teacher asked in with no emotion. “Is something wrong Ichigo?”

“Did your brain fall asleep because you were resting on it for too long.” Spinning to her side, Ichigo stared at Himeko who had the same empty eye and tiny mouth as Becky did. What really freaked Ichigo out was that the normally energetic girl was completely deadpanned.

“Don’t be an idiot Himeko, brains don’t fall asleep.” Rei face and voice were just like Becky and Himeko. Starting to freak out now, Ichigo started to look around the room to see if anyone else was as weirded out by this as her and gasped when she saw everyone’s face was the same. This wasn’t too shocking for most of the class, but not her friends.

“Maho,” Himeko softly said with no feeling. “Are you sure? Maybe we should cut out her brain to know for certain?”

“Sounds good to me,” Miyako said as she rose up, her empty eyes pointed with the rest of the class at a trembling Ichigo. Backing up, Number 6 and Kurumi grabbed her arms as Becky moved towards her with a pizza cutter. Their empty faces, their voices void of anything human. Ichigo had awoken in a world filled with people just like her. Ichigo is Hell. Hell is Ichigo.




“AH!” Becky jumped out of her chair as she awoke from her nightmare. She had dreamed that she had had to celebrate Halloween without any candy. Shuddering at the memory, Becky looked out the window, not bothering to check on her class who had been goofing off as she took a nap. She watched the clouds go by, some birds fly away, a giant hand reach towards the class.

“Godzilla!” Becky screamed, her Japanese heritage taking hold at the sight of any giant monster. A giant hand burst through the windows, grabbing Becky and half the class, which included Himeko, Rei, Miyako, Number 6, Kurumi and Ichigo, so it was everyone that was important. Pulled out of the destroyed classroom, the class was carried up into the air to a giant drooling face of none other then Ichigo’s little sister.

“Oops, did I forget to feed you this morning. My bad,” Ichigo said with a small smile. Everyone glared at her as the toddler opened her mouth to reveal a row of tiny baby teeth. They screamed as they were dumped in, landing in a pile on her wet, soft tongue. The mouth slammed shut and a moment later a gulp could be heard through out the school. Thus, Class 1-C became baby food and soon baby poo. All in all, it was the best ending for everyone that day.