So, was it a dream?, or was THAT the terrifying fate of reality? I sped over to my laptop and hastily slammed it open. It revealed the same password bar and the same background as well. I'm such a pervert. Wait a second. The numbers that slowly moved by one digit were laid near the right-hand corner of my screen. "7:50 am". My eyes widened, I couldn't believe I woke up so early.
"So, I woke up early.. huh?"
Still, I feel like pure sh*t. Of course, THAT feeling didn't go away. This watch is still on my wrist? Maybe my mother gave me it when I was sleeping? Well, at least I thought it was on my wrist. I quickly peered back at my right wrist, and I clearly noticed that the watch wasn't visible. I swear I saw the watch a few seconds ago, where the hell did it go? Was that an illusion as well? I have so many questions. Wait! Maybe I have time to login to my account!
I was still greeted with the same damn message.
"You have been banned by Likitten due to your previous acts."
The same feminine-like voice echoes over my mind.
"Aww, isn't that unfortunate? No matter, I suppose that this so-called, Likitten seems important to you. But soon, dear~"
"What the hell is that voice? Who are you?!"
Wow, other thank whatever the heck THAT happened. Getting banned from this is so stupid. The image wasn't even THAT offensive. A ring sound effect suddenly popped out into my laptop, as this noisy television game show blasts into my ear. A notification, from social media?
"The Second leader of the country, Japan. Is at a brutal threat, because of their first leader seemingly getting shot and killed, by what seems to be an anonymous figure. It is said that the second leader of Japan is against the rest of the world. Wanting to destroy every single country but his own. The whole world is against Japan, and it is said that a nuclear bomb will arrive within these three countries. South Korea, Japan, and China. It's said that three of these countries are in an alliance with each other. If you live in these three countries, evacuate to the nearest bomb shelter as quickly as possible!"
Is this real? Nah, it said it was a rumor, it might have been a person trying to scare us. The Internet is fake news anyways, almost none of it is real. The noisy television game show blasts into my ear once more as my mother and father quickly exit the kitchen. I could see a giant alligator costume dancing to the extremely annoying and repetitive tune. "Congratulations, you won a new car!"
"Pfft, typical game shows. Wacky and messed up to the point that I don't want to watch it."
This game show sucks beyond compare. This couch isn't even comfy as my own bed. Which is telling you, something great god. More and more ring sounds emitted from my laptop, saying things like. "The Next World war is on the horizon."
I scrolled down over the right of the social media user interface. I saw yet another message followed with a giant red exclamation point. "The World Leader seemingly escaped after the assassination of the first Japan leader, Takagashi Sukimeto. The World Leader is named Sarah Witingushi.
We don't have a full idea of her appearance, as she keeps her identity hidden. But we do know that she escaped the building in Japan. After she escaped, havoc spread across the building. After a simple command, "Fire!", many soldiers shot their weapons at their own generals and leaders. Do not trust any security, they may be with the others. This is not a drill, evacuate to the nearest bunker as soon as possible and avoid soldiers, policemen, and any nurse at all costs!"
"What the hell? Our first leader got assassinated? And not only that but now we have to avoid any security men?! This seems more of a threat than meets the eye."
My mother barged in behind me, with her silky brown hair wearing a bright white apron. She questioned me with the soft tone of her voice, as the game show's claps filled the air of the living room.
"What's wrong? What are you seeing honey?!"
My mother quickly barged into my face and viewed my screen. She noticed the message over the bright light mode UI of my social media. She slowly nodded and departed from my face.
"I have seen messages like that, too. It appeared all over my phone."
I replied to her.
"So you have it as well?"
She quickly nodded as my dad quickly barged into the discussion as well. The claps of the game show quickly vanished and were replaced with a bright red message followed by a scrolling wall of text. A deep male voice emitted from the television set, as for me and my mother remained silent.
"Warning Warning, this is not a test I repeat this is not a test. Four nuclear bombs have been known to target the following countries, China, Japan, and South Korea. Two of the four bombs are targeting Japan. Do not trust any security and evacuate to the nearest shelter as quickly as you can. I repeat, evacuat-"
The message quickly got interrupted as the sound of sirens blared outside. I quickly got up and slammed my laptop over the polished wooden surfaces of the coffee table. I could hear cars screeching their wheels outside of my house. My father quickly grabbed his keys and quickly slammed the front door open, he raised his voice with his long grey beard and his shimmering grey hair reflecting over the sunlight.
"Honey and Rulon, run to the car NOW!!"
My heart was beating intensely as we all ran out the front door, without the intention of even closing it. I could see a blur of extremely fast cars speeding over to the left. The sirens echoed through my neighborhood as my father quickly slammed the door open. As I quickly ran to the back door of the small grey car, I was bumped into a beautiful woman.
Her height is below my nose. She had long black hair spanning across her back, with a face with no mistakes. She had one diamond earring near her right ear and another near her right. Beautiful grey eyes, just like mine, and a beautiful skirt. With her tight black leggings spanning across her long legs. With an almost large size of her chest. She quickly got up and revealed the face of desperation towards me.
"Please let me get in your car. I want to come with you, I lost my keys and my car is far from me. Please I beg you, please let me get in!"
This woman looks familiar, it's like I have seen her before. Was it that dream again? The father left a deep sigh as he grips his rough hands over the wheels of the car.
"Fine just get in! NOW! We don't have the time for messing around."
She quickly nodded and entered the backseat of the car leaning her back against the jet black leather surface of the back seat. Near me. I can't stand it, she is way too hot. The car quickly departs away from our driveway. Suddenly a small blue car skinned the back of our car, honking loudly and excessively. I think it went at its max speed or something? No matter, it almost killed us all. My father quickly sped the car through the streets, as this beauty sits next to me. I leaned my head.
"How old are you?"
She quickly tilted her head towards me and replied.
"I'm Twenty Years Old. Now is not the time to ask such questions."
The sirens blared louder as we quickly approached a stoplight. My father honked the horn of the car and yelled over the windshield.
"COME ON! TURN TO FUCKING GREEN!"
My mother, the beauty, and me just remained silent as he slammed his horn over the seemingly empty crossroads. The sirens grew louder as we remained silent. I slowly took a gaze over her looks. Mature, but really pretty to my eye's.
"You know what? Screw it. Our lives are at stake."
He quickly pressed against the peddle and sped across the crossroads, but suddenly another car rammed over to us and destroyed our car. My hearing was dim, I couldn't hear anything. All I saw was a blurry image of the woman laying near me. With blood slowly sleeping over to my bruised hand. The sounds of the same grey jet, roared throughout the sky. I can hear the same damn ticks of the clock I heard last time. It grew louder and yet louder as I slowly raised my hand to her's.
"I... won't die alone.."
And then, that mysterious feminine voice whispered inside my mind.
"I know you won't, you have me~"
Her bruised face is near mine as a bright flashing light pierced through us. The ticks of the clock stopped and my vision went dark. I woke up to a familiar ceiling, a ceiling that looks like it came from my childhood home. So, I didn't die? Why am I inside my old childhood room? We moved out years ago. The walls are of a turquoise color filled with small white polka dots. It really looks like a babies room, without the crib.
I quickly leaned my head to my left wrist and saw that the same jet black watch wrapping around it. With the same glowing violet outline spanning over it. The numbers read, ninety nine. I bet it was this watch that led me to this fate. Get this shit off me!! I tried to pull it off my wrist but small goopy black strings attached to my wrist, forcing it to stay on me.
"Get it off, get it off, get it off!!"
And then, the voice of my mother asked me.
"Hey, what are you doing baby Rulon?"
She sounded, younger. I guess I was recognized as a baby by my mother. What the hell is going on?! Have I, have I gone further back in time? What type of fever dream is this?! A giggle filled my mind, but then it grew clearer?
"Aww, you're so silly, wearer.~"
And then, right after all this crazy shit that happened recently, I then saw HER.