"Why did I end up in the same group as him?" Oikawa muttered, "We have to jog because of him,"

"I'm not deaf," Ushijima replied, "And I need to do my daily jog,"

"Iwa-chan!" Oikawa exclaimed, "I don't feel safe here. I feel like SOMEONE in this group is the killer,"

He eyed Ushjima.

"Is it you?" Iwaizumi asked.

"Iwa-chan, are you accusing me?" he said.

"Shut up, Trashykawa!" Iwaizumi exlaimed. "We can't see very well already since it's so dark and your whining is even more distracting,"

"Yes, I agree," Ushijima said.

Oikawa glared at Ushijima.

"I found it!" Oikawa exclaimed.

Iwaizumi turned around.

"You've found food!" he exclaimed.

"No! I found my comb and hair gel!" Oikawa xclaimed.

Iwaizumi clenched his fits doing his best to stop himself from punching Oikawa.

"Oikawa,"

Oikawa froze.

"Did you hear that?" Oikawa whispered anxiously.

"You're not funny, Trashykawa," Iwaizumi replied tiredly.

"Oikawa," the voice said again.

"Ushiwaka-chan, are you trying to scare me?" Oikawa asked.

"Oikawa,"

"Iwa-chan!" Oikawa exclaimed, "Somebody's saying my name,"

"Stop it, Oikawa!" Iwaizumi exclaimed turning around.

He turned around. Oikawa was nowhere to be seen.