Haruki thought about them. He didn't want to see them, hear their voices, or have to talk to them. Haruki wanted to get out of there! Go to a place where he could be alone and cry. He felt ugly and miserable.
His usual optimism seemed just denial, right now. He didn't want to grin and bear it, but to hide and forget.
While feeling this way, Haruki felt a tingling that quickly spread throughout his body, his skin prickled and the singer felt a chill run through his body.
The singer heard a 'tap tap tap' sound. As if thousands of keyboards were being typed inside his head. And the loud humming of the electricity in the energy wires.
