Sakura obeys her immediately.

She covers her ears and shuts her eyes tightly— but even then, she can hear the sounds of bones cracking and muffled screams. 

She gulps.

What might be a second or a minute passes in muffled silence, yet she doesn’t dare turn back. 

“Do you have a tissue?”. She hears Misa ask from behind her. “Or a wipe?”. 

She subconsciously opens her eyes and drops her hands from her ears as she turns to reply, but Misa ...