The camp was quiet.
Uesugi Hara woke with a full bladder and got up to go to the bathroom. Then he heard strange, intermittent sounds coming from the woods not far away.
Curiosity drove him to tiptoe toward the source of the sounds.
In the faint moonlight, he spotted a blurry figure swaying beneath a tree in the distance.
Its movements were bizarre, like some "wild man" performing a strange ritual.
He crept a little closer, then realized something was off.
The figure was clearly wearing the school's standard tracksuit.
Had someone lost their mind on the island? Or had someone already been "dealt with," and this person was performing a sacrifice?
The guesses in Uesugi Hara's mind grew more and more outlandish. He moved closer until he could finally see the other person's face—and it was Morishita Ai!
At that moment, Morishita Ai was clutching a crooked branch as a "magic staff." Several colorful feathers, plucked from who knew where, were tied to her head with a hair tie. She was dancing a completely haphazard set of strange steps around a large tree, flailing her arms and legs all over the place. Could it even be called a "dance"? She was also muttering something under her breath, a jumble of syllables Uesugi Hara couldn't understand, as if she were conversing with some kind of presence.
At the sight of this bizarre scene, Uesugi Hara froze on the spot. His feet felt rooted to the ground, and a cold sweat broke out across his back. When the night breeze blew over him, he shivered.
Could there really be something evil on this island? Had Morishita been possessed?
Those thoughts flashed through Uesugi Hara's mind. When he came to his senses, he instinctively quieted his breathing, afraid of disturbing Morishita Ai