Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-34251796-20200726075719/@comment-44464716-20200816015542

I listen in to what the mamono outside my door are saying. I can't hear them very well, but one of them seems to be telling the other:

"We've searched almost the whole building, and we haven't found a single man. There's no one in this Order university but human women! That scoundrel pointed us to the wrong university! Should we have some of them be monsterized?"

I hear another reply, "No; loathe as I am to admit it, we need human females in order to keep making more males, or we'd die within a generation. Keep searching; if we don't find any males or a map within the hour, we'll have to abort the raid."

I breathe a small sigh of relief; this is not an invasion, but a temporary raid, and no one's been taken. As cruel as everyone may have been, I wouldn't want to see any of them get turned into monsters. The other piece of good news was that they had no idea about me, which either means that they haven't bothered asking the faculty or students, or none of them ratted out my existence. Part of me really hoped it was the latter; knowing they at least cared about me a little would certainly brighten up my time in this place.

Knowing that they would eventually search this room, I had to find a way to hide. In addition to emergency sirens, every dorm room had a secret passage to the university tunnel system in case of a mamono invasion. But, if they've already found some of the others, then they probably know about the passages or the tunnels. Still, I couldn't stay in the room, so I head into the passage; closing the entrance behind me.

I head into the tunnels. There, I find some of the other students and faculty. I guess I was wrong about the mamono finding the tunnels. They explain to me that the mamono appeared so suddenly that everyone outside was captured immediately, but everyone inside was able to get to safety. I tell them about the one-hour deadline. We patiently wait it out, and, eventually we slowly resurface and indeed find that the mamono have left.

I go out of my way to thank everyone that got captured; as cruel as they have been, it was nice of them that they didn't tell the mamono about me. Classes eventually resume, but everyone treats me a bit better than they did before, though none of them admit to it. A few even sit down near me at lunch and actually talk to me. Perhaps time in this school will improve after all. Still; I could've sworn that one of the students now has red eyes...