There were not many of you left on the island, as most students were gone due to becoming a victim or falling down into the spiral of despair enough to become the killers themselves. So everyone was even more aware of their surroundings and the others, watching every little change of personality with a big distrust, out of pure self protection. Yet another emergency meeting was called in, as everyone was at the brink of losing it, clinging to every last piece of faith they could find now, much to Monokumas amusement. Everyone who still remained showed up, except for one, Nagito. Who was usually so keen on having everyone in one place to prevent possible "Accidents".

As you were one of the people closest to him, you were sent out to look for him, if you felt like it or not. You were prepared to find his corpse somewhere, your own hope had left after all. So you went to look for him, eventually checking the abondoned building next to the hotel. If it wasn't for a slight noise coming from the back, you would've turned around and left. With an uneasy feeling in your heart you walked inside, walking towards the storage room.

There you saw it. Nagito covered in blood, a dagger stabbed into each of his thighs. He was more pale than usual as he stared back at you with widened eyes, a piece of grey tape covering his mouth, his right hand holding a piece of rope around his left wrist. He seemed unable to move for a second as he kept looking at you with that so familiar panicked look, shaking his head and motioning for you to leave.