Suguru doesn't exactly know how long he's been dead. He's not sure it matters anymore, anyway.

He's a bit disoriented as he staggers through the dorm hallways. All he knows is he hears someone, whoever he's been following, screaming.

He's not trying to be scary. But Suguru is desperate for some form of help. He stumbles when a door is slammed into his face.

Suguru is unsure what to do, now. He leans his back against the door, sliding to sit on the floor.

He's weary.