Rin
"You know you aren't going to be able to survive if you help me, right?" A man's voice echoes in my head.
Wait, don't tell me that's Rin's voice? It's pitch black. Is this a dream again? Usually, I can at least see something. It seems like this is just an audio recording.
"Rin? Is that you?" I ask.
For some reason, I hope it is him. Knowing he is still alive inside this body is reassuring.
"Yup. Dude, I don't know what the hell you have been up to, but that seizure you had forced me out a little." Rin's voice is a little louder now.
It's more precise, too.
"Forced you out? Like you had control of your body?" I ask, dumbfounded.
This is surreal. I can't believe I'm actually happy about a voice in my head.
