Night 45: West Wing, South Hall 1-B

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Momo really hoped Senna was going to just stay inside her room. She didn't want to worry about her but she couldn't help it. Hopefully, Hokuto would keep her safe. She would just have to place her faith in Hokuto.

The shinigami headed out into the main hallway.

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Hanna's kick collided with the mimic's stomach and it let out a nasty growl mixed with pain that would have been much worse if the girl had been any stronger. As it was, the creature jerked back slightly, its left hand falling away, but its right remaining firm around her neck.

But then others came and the mimic began to panic. These odds were not so good, and--

Something clamped over its own throat and the mimic released Hanna, scratching away at the flesh, twisting its head this way and that in an attempt to bite at whoever dared try to pull it from its prey. Screeching, the creature thrashed and stamped its feet, trying to hit whoever was behind it.