
So last time we found out we had anemia, and we nearly passed out in class. We got out of class, and we started walking home. Shiki's still not feeling so hot; so not-hot is he that he has to stop walking, lean on a guard rail, and contemplate the plight of humanity by observing passers-by. In summary: they are nameless, they are boring, and they are lonely. I think Shiki's glasses are gonna need some thicker rims if this shit keeps up. But wait it's a chick--
Shiki can, as we've seen, spot potential h-game heroines with his spider-sense, and even now, as he hobbles sickly along, the soul still burns. Today Shiki's soul is, perhaps, burning too much, because as soon as he sees this girl, he goes pretty crazy. He starts hearing voices, he's short of breath. He's curled up in a ball, babbling unintelligibly, on the ground, and his spine is twitching. Whatever compulsion is whispering in Shiki's ear takes over, and he goes running after the girl.
Oh come on, man. Ask her her name, tell her everything is alright. Not to worry. Tell her that maybe we can get to know each other better at someplace special. Someplace romantic, you know? Tell her to put on this blindfold and get in the van, right? Why don't they ever go along with it? This is how a nice guy operates! You're not that creepy! Maybe the Ladder Theory was right after all!
But this guy is way ahead of us. He's very much in stalker mode now. I guess lead characters in h-games (or their writers, or their target audience) are just born knowing how to stalk a chick. Shiki's even feeling around in his pocket for his knife. He is serious. Shit, man. I was just joking around. Nobody needs to get hurt here, dude! We can stop. We can chill. I promise this time we'll go watch TV with Kohaku. Swear to god. Shiki gets as far as the apartment building the girl is staying at, and get this, he figures out what apartment she's saying at by sniffing her mailbox. That's a Crying Freeman move, right there.
That isn't all Shiki has in common with a Kazuo Koike character. This is running pretty fast from creepy to scary and it will, momentarily, break that red tape and go screaming into ugly. Shiki takes off his glasses at the door.
Turns out it was his superpowers acting up all along. Shiki walks into the apartment of the girl he stalked and cuts her, in a second, into seventeen surgically precise bits of flesh. So, we've killed a random stranger and apparently it totally turned us on. Choice! We have to decide whether or not to go into denial. Hey, why not? "This is all just a bad dream". They do this shit on TV all the time. Everything is gonna be a-okay.
Denial proves not to be so easy! Shiki pukes and he cries and he pukes and he cries, and all the while he's trying to figure out a way that what just happened could in fact not have just happened. He doesn't come up with anything good.
So Shiki gives up on lying about the dead chick in front of him (and the blood all over him and the knife in his hand), and he gives us some information we probably could have figured out, but didn't really want to think about. We've killed a random stranger, and it totally got us off. What a predicament, and what to do about it?
The game answers that question for us by inexplicably warping us home. Let's just, uh. Let's just not think about that whole thing for a little while. I guess here is a fine place to cut off. Stay tuned, kids!