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Rosanna's P. O. V:
Before I could guess what was going on, I found myself staggering and leaning on to the stranger for balance. Students running here and there as people pulled and pushed.
What the actual fudge...?
While the earth trembled, I wondered what the chaos was all about.
Eyes growing wide in horror, the red haired girl grabbed my hand and ran. Dragging me along to goodness knows where.
It all happened in what seemed like a minute. One moment it was normal, the next I didn't even know what to define as abnormal. I was confused but my feet was forced to run along with the girl leading me.
Was this a terrorist attack?
Why? A bomb? What's going on!
Panic from the unknown clenched at my heart and twisted my insides. I was lost and following the crowd by the lead of the girl in a daze.
My surroundings blurred and I felt that bad premonition increase with the thumping of my heart.
Ba-dump!
Ba-dump! Ba-dump! Ba-dump!
Gah, dahmit!
"What's happening?!" I screamed at the girl in the midst of the chaos. Logic told me to keep calm but my fear prevailed.
This time, she wasn't only holding my hand. I held hers too. Tightly at that and the heat from our palms made our skin sweaty but none of us seemed to care. Of course who would in this situation?
"Demon attack! I don't know how they got in here but it's best if we stay away and let the practitioners do it!"
"What?" Was I hearing things?
"I said demon attack!" The girl screamed louder.
Exactly-
My thoughts were cut off as a nightmare appeared in front of me.
My steps came to a halt and our hands were jolted away in the suddenness of the situation.
Was it possible for my heart to beat faster than it was? Yes, yes it is.
Looking like the werewolves in fictional books, a huge black beast stood before me. In a pouncing position.
Sharp canines, menacing growls, eerie red eyes and all the frightening features one could imagine.
It stood a few steps away from me, eyes locked on mine.
My blood ran cold as screams rang about.
It was not the time to think, not the time to stop but I found my feet trembling and numb. I stood spell bound, entranced in a staring contest with the beast.
Run!
I told myself. But my body was in no command.
Run damnit!
Before I could begin running with zero to no strength, the beast's eyes narrowed on mine. Something glinted in those ferocious eyes.
And I could see myself in those red orbs. It said, 'dead meat damn'.
Red hair flashed by my side and I saw a wall of flame appear, blocking the beast from it's target.
She grabbed my hand roughly as we began running with the little time we had. And before I could analyze why a beast and fire appeared, I knew I owed this stranger a lot.
Just as our hands separated due to the sudden stop of mine, while I was stupidly standing in shock, she was continuously running ahead but I guess turned back the moment she noticed I was lost. In that split second, my life saver intervened and knocked me out of it.
"Are you a fool, girl?!" She shouted harshly. Breath uneven and panting.
Maybe I was.
"Luckily that thing paused. I'm sure your head would've been flying by now!"
"W... Why did it stop? What is that?"
Before she could answer my question, growls and the sound of metal clashing ensued from behind. Leaving me in complete disarray.
Soon, however, to my relief, we entered a random building and hid behind a counter.
Hands still held together. I learned my lesson this time.
Even if I don't get what the heck is going on, I should ensure my absolute safety first.
Breathing heavily from the exercise, I felt my muscle aching. This was the most strenuous exercise I've had in a while. And I felt nothing short of faint.
"You okay?" The girl whispered.
I swallowed a gulp of hair and replied.
"No. Not at all. Before I begin to process anything, thank you. What's your name?"
"Aniysa." She chuckled. "You're welcome. I must say, this shouldn't be your first time seeing a demon though? At least high school prep would've taught you some life saving tips. Like not standing stupidly and shining a red flag in the midst of chaos."
I could say nothing to her words. Noticing my silence, Aniysa continued with a sigh.
"You know, this will be our future lifestyle outside the academy. We signed up for this, stranger."
...Sign?
...Sign up for heart failure?
I clenched my teeth and tried to calm my nerves. But it was near impossible. Just, what, the, actual, f*ck was happening?!
Was this a game?! A prank of some sort with hidden cameras?!
But I know. This just couldn't be a game. Not a prank. Logic was telling me this was reality but logic was telling me this couldn't be reality.
We stayed there for goodness knows how long. I contemplated silently, unwilling to talk.
For one, who would stage a play during a freshman orientation? At an academy such as this?
If it's possible, where the fudge are the first years? Such a wide a*s play? Or was I the only one who came to a prank during orientation day?
The trembling of the earth couldn't be faked. Nor the fire that Aniysa conjured! Is this magic??
No. Yet again logic said it wasn't possible. Where are the cameras? The after scene confession? But I'm darn sure logic only applies to reality. And this fictional drama just became a reality. No. Why? It couldn't be..
The images from earlier reappeared in my mind. Red whirlpool... Fake news and that video.
And in my state of denial, I swore out for the first time in months.
"...F*ck."
Lips parted as I took in deep breaths, I faced Aniysa seeking some sort of comfort.
I said, "In a case where you've been living under a rock for years and suddenly came out to society, tell me everything you'd tell that person."
Looking at me with incredulity, I could see the question marks hanging above Aniysa's head.
"What?" She asked.
"I don't know. I don't know what to think... I..." I gulped down my nervousness and exhaled.
"Are you Patrick Star?" Aniysa asked after a moment of uncertain silence and I confirmed with a nod.
...I should be. I guess. What to do and what to think was just running about in my head.
But first, "Please explain, Aniysa. Just tell me, where am I?"
And that she did. Magnifying my confusion to tenfold. A throbbing headache making matters worse as I wondered what to believe.
Suddenly conclude I isekai'd like the novels I read or it's an act, or some sort of scientific explanation I wasn't aware of.
Neither of the options were normal. And if this isn't a dream, f**k.
Sincerely, screwed.