[chapter 3 - part 1]

Now following the direct route of the cylinder mist admitted from Matt, the feeling cool water washes over me. Going through the wall, I am met with an ominous hall way. Glancing from left to right, both ways appear to be the same. The only difference being one has the pale orange mist flowing in a straight/curvy line down it -which is slowly fading-.

Opting to continue my quest, I tread down the right through the misty line with soft footsteps. Unconsciously counting the amount of turns made, I soon start to hear loud shouts echoing down the hallway.

My head tilts with a crack resonating from my neck. Moving forward, I listen closely from where the noise is coming from. Now stalking both the noise and the mist, I am brought to a normal size old English door. …What's with me and looking at doors?...Sheesh…get it together me…

Standing in front of the door, I stick my head through not knowing what I am about to be met with.

A plate of food pass through my head and crashes into the door. Ducking out of the room because of pure instinct and blink several times at what happened…huh…that happened…might as well pop back in as this is intriguing… This time being a bit more cautious, I bring my entire body into the next room or what looks to be a lunch room/mess hall.

Food soars overhead plummeting onto food covered children. Glazing over the battle ground, I find the red-y-brown mop of hair known as Matt behind a up-turned table sitting next a blonde bob cut guy…hmmm…where have I seen him?...well going off the fact that Matt is from deathnote…MELLO?!...