"Guys.. I get you're glad I'm outta there and all, but.. doesn't that mean.." Mitsuko trailed off, waiting for someone to piece the rest of it together. Byakuya's eyes widened. "You're right.. Someone has to be dead.."

"Well then, let's take a role call.. I'll call out everyone's names, and when your name is called, say here," Kyoko suggested.

"Wait!" Shuichi appeared from the lobby hall. "Sorry I'm late.. What are we doing?" Shuichi trailed off. Kyoko nodded. "Role call!"

Everyone's name was called out one by one, and they all said here, well, except for one.

"Makoto?" Kyoko called out. No response. "M-Makoto?!" Kyoko called out again, worried. "Makoto Naegi!!" She kept calling his name, hopeful that maybe he just didn't hear her the first two times. Ishimaru began scanning the room for him. "No sign of Naegi.." He stated sorrowfully.

"S-Split up and search for him!! Every room, even his own!!" Kyoko was running faster than anyone was now, just trying to find Makoto, hoping that he was okay. She searched every room frantically, nearly screaming his name. "Makoto!! Makoto, where are you?!" She went quiet for a second, looking around, and as she did, she heard footsteps coming up behind her.

"K-Kirigiri!! Kirigiri!!" It was Shuichi. He sounded quite frantic. Kyoko turned around, looking at Shuichi's panicked face. "What?! What is it?! Have you found Makoto?!" Kyoko now sounded as scared as he did, but was attempting to hide that tone.

"I-I found his body.."

Kyoko's heart stopped. No.. No. No no no.. Makoto's body..? No, that can't be.. Makoto had far too much hope to be the first one dead..

"Where..?!" That was the only word she could get out. Shuichi grabbed her hand before bolting to the dorm rooms. They eventually entered Makoto's dorm..

And there he was. Makoto Naegi, the Ultimate Lucky Student, dead, right there on his own dorm floor.

The floor was covered in that pink blood that brought just about everyone dread, and Makoto was lying face down in it. There was a red handprint around his neck, showing that he was most likely strangled. There were three stab marks in his back, his clothes ripped to show the ugly wounds.

Kyoko's heart shattered in this moment. She lost her father, and now Makoto.. Soon enough, everyone else was standing behind her and Shuichi.

She calmly walked over to his body and knelt down next to it, turning the corpse over on its back. He had bruises on his face, which was proof that there may have been a fistfight before his death. A single tear fell down Kyoko's face as she took Makoto's hand, placing it in both of hers.

"Makoto, I'm sorry I wasn't here to save you. To make up for that, I'll find who did this, and I'll put them to justice. Okay..? Goodbye Makoto.."

Kyoko kissed his hand.

"I love you."