- They're trapped. – Amasteus said, beside them.
- Whereby? – Vivian asked.
- A spirit trapped them. – Sasha said. – The same spirit that was once called here. – Sasha said.
There were three girls in uniform, a redhead, a blonde and a brunette, all of whom were trapped in a barrier with a glass in their hands in the center of a standing table.
In the middle of the board was written in large, torn letters...
- Why did you start? – Amasteus questioned them.
- We just wanted to miss you, but from the beginning, he doesn't want to hear us. – The one on the right said.
- They're just scary answers. - The other said, while another was just crying.
- Mine and die. - Amasteus said, approaching with those other two towards the table.
Sasha approached them then he said. “I know you are dead and not here. - Then he took the pens from their hands.
- I know it's not five. – He continued.