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It was a bright sunny day.  Normally these days Iwo Jima would be working back on her island, but today she had something she felt more important to do.  She had been hearing from her big brother Japan that a friend of his had been acting rather strange lately.  Japan never said what, so Iwo decided that she'd take a day off to investigate herself.  Soon, she arrived at his friend's address.
'I probably shouldn't get involved...' Iwo thought to herself as she made her way up to the front door, 'but what if Hana really needs help?'
She knocked on the door.
"Hana-chan?  I-Is everything alright?" She spoke with a voice of concern.
A woman with white hair, dog ears, and wearing a white dress answered the door.  She had a look on her face like she was snapped out of some sort of daze.
"I-I'm fine!" Hana said.  But it wasn't a sincere "I'm fine", more like something that was just an attempt to make Iwo go away.
"I've been hearing you weren't feeling well," Iwo explained, "is there anything I can do to help?"
There was a few seconds of silence, as if Hana was trying to think of what to say.  Then, Hana lead Iwo into her house.
"How about you have a drink?" Hana offered, "You must be thirsty."
Iwo thought about it for a few seconds before saying yes.  Iwo had a feeling Hana was just trying to avoid her question, but decided the best course of action is to wait a bit before asking again.  Hana handed Iwo a bottle filled with a strange red liquid.
"What's this?" Iwo asked, studying the bottle in her hands.
Hana simply answered "...Juice."
"Alright." Iwo said.  Now Iwo could tell there was something wrong.  Hana must be hiding something.  Still, she decided to take a small sip of the liquid.  It tasted a little sweet, like palmagranette.
"So stupid..." Iwo seem to her Hana murmur that under her breath with a smirk on her face.
Just seconds after drinking the liquid, Iwo felt her inside burning with pain and began coughing horribly into the sleeve of her kimono covering her hand.  When she pulled her hand away, she saw blood staining the kimono and felt a little more trickle down her lip.  She heard Hana begin to laugh a sadistic laugh,and it was at this point she finally noticed the fading stains in Hana's white dress.
"W... Why?"  Iwo asked, keeling over, trying her best to speak between her horrid coughing, "What did I do to you?"  She kept looking at Hana, as if pleading her to make the pain inside her stop.
"Being so nosy.  I guess that makes ten people I've killed now," Hana said, still cackling.
A look of complete horror came across Iwo's face.  This didn't even seem like Hana anymore.  She looked like a monster wearing Hana's body.  Iwo tried to speak, but her words could only come out as a series of bloody coughs.  The world around her was going dark, and while the pain was going away, Iwo couldn't even feel herself.  Finally, Iwo stopped, and she collapsed on the floor.
Hana didn't stop laughing, seeing the sight of the island girl dead in front of her.  She picked up Iwo's feet, and began dragging the body down into the cellar.
"I'll clean up the evidence later..."

Iwo couldn't see or hear anything.  Everything was dark around her and all she felt was cold.  What just happened to her?  The last thing she could remember was the taste of blood in her mouth, and Hana's horrid laughing.
Suddenly...
"Iwo Jima..." she heard a voice.  Iwo's eyes opened to see the blinding light of the sun.  The world around her swam back into view, and she saw a black silouette looming over her.
"W... Who are you?..."

Description
It was a bright sunny day.  Normally these days Iwo Jima would be working back on her island, but today she had something she felt more important to do.  She had been hearing from her big brother Japan that a friend of his had been acting rather strange lately.  Japan never said what, so Iwo decided that she'd take a day off to investigate herself.  Soon, she arrived at his friend's address.
'I probably shouldn't get involved...' Iwo thought to herself as she made her way up to the front door, 'but what if Hana really needs help?'
She knocked on the door.
"Hana-chan?  I-Is everything alright?" She spoke with a voice of concern.
A woman with white hair, dog ears, and wearing a white dress answered the door.  She had a look on her face like she was snapped out of some sort of daze.
"I-I'm fine!" Hana said.  But it wasn't a sincere "I'm fine", more like something that was just an attempt to make Iwo go away.
"I've been hearing you weren't feeling well," Iwo explained, "is there anything I can do to help?"
There was a few seconds of silence, as if Hana was trying to think of what to say.  Then, Hana lead Iwo into her house.
"How about you have a drink?" Hana offered, "You must be thirsty."
Iwo thought about it for a few seconds before saying yes.  Iwo had a feeling Hana was just trying to avoid her question, but decided the best course of action is to wait a bit before asking again.  Hana handed Iwo a bottle filled with a strange red liquid.
"What's this?" Iwo asked, studying the bottle in her hands.
Hana simply answered "...Juice."
"Alright." Iwo said.  Now Iwo could tell there was something wrong.  Hana must be hiding something.  Still, she decided to take a small sip of the liquid.  It tasted a little sweet, like palmagranette.
"So stupid..." Iwo seem to her Hana murmur that under her breath with a smirk on her face.
Just seconds after drinking the liquid, Iwo felt her inside burning with pain and began coughing horribly into the sleeve of her kimono covering her hand.  When she pulled her hand away, she saw blood staining the kimono and felt a little more trickle down her lip.  She heard Hana begin to laugh a sadistic laugh,and it was at this point she finally noticed the fading stains in Hana's white dress.
"W... Why?"  Iwo asked, keeling over, trying her best to speak between her horrid coughing, "What did I do to you?"  She kept looking at Hana, as if pleading her to make the pain inside her stop.
"Being so nosy.  I guess that makes ten people I've killed now," Hana said, still cackling.
A look of complete horror came across Iwo's face.  This didn't even seem like Hana anymore.  She looked like a monster wearing Hana's body.  Iwo tried to speak, but her words could only come out as a series of bloody coughs.  The world around her was going dark, and while the pain was going away, Iwo couldn't even feel herself.  Finally, Iwo stopped, and she collapsed on the floor.
Hana didn't stop laughing, seeing the sight of the island girl dead in front of her.  She picked up Iwo's feet, and began dragging the body down into the cellar.
"I'll clean up the evidence later..."

Iwo couldn't see or hear anything.  Everything was dark around her and all she felt was cold.  What just happened to her?  The last thing she could remember was the taste of blood in her mouth, and Hana's horrid laughing.
Suddenly...
"Iwo Jima..." she heard a voice.  Iwo's eyes opened to see the blinding light of the sun.  The world around her swam back into view, and she saw a black silouette looming over her.
"W... Who are you?..."