Iwatodai Dormitory, the Dark Hour

Yukari woke up, rubbing her eyes. What was that crash downstairs? Mitsuru and Akihiko were off on a mission tonight, but the dorm itself should be safe. She flopped out of bed and grabbed her bow, slinging a quiver of arrows on her shoulder. Listening carefully, she crept to the stairs. Shadows were now patrolling the lower levels.

'Hm,' Yukari thought, 'I had better see if Makoto-san is okay.' She paused. 'Or on second thoughts, maybe I should grab some more gear first.'