KIKORU YAMADA
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Everywhere I turn to there is always a form of shadow that dwells, each shadow exhibit a distinct behavior as if it is alive. With each new shadow there is an increase to the sheer suffocating pressure it exudes.
Nothing is the same anymore, I have no place to call home to turn to, no family to grant me any form or just a sense of comfort and warmth.
"I want to die"
I said as a tear slides down my left cheek.
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Everywhere I turn to there is a form of shadow (a sense of darkness) that dwells there as though the shadow has the intellect to seek refuge. Each shadow I sense exhibit a distinct behavior with a suffocating presence. Each new one more dire than the former.
Nothing has been the same anymore in these past weeks...I for one has no place to call home anymore, no one to call family.
"I wanna fu**king die!!!",
I shout amidst the darkness.
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My eyes open and the change shocks me a bit. The sudden turn of events though shocking but plausible in a situation like this.
It appears that someone really has the guts to kidnap me... I know this fact because for one I am not in the room that kid left me. Plus another fact, all my limbs have been tied to a bed more precisely I have been tied on a bed.
All my dirty clothes has been stripped off leaving me only in my bra and underwear. Upon a quick glance in every nook and cranny of where I have been held captive.
I can sense the presence of six people in this room and an additional four people outside the apartment, so a total of ten. My senses though have become stronger but my instinct tells me about the presence of another, one on a completely different plane of existence. Something I felt when I was close to the other kid.
"You finally woke up",
A voice quips from the left side, the voice holds a tone of total authority and power like those held by a King or even a smaller gods that have a knack for making decrees. Moving my head to the direction of the voice only to find no one there. I sense seven people inside the room right now but, how come I only see six?
"Oh my, you are quite the tracker",
One of the guys on the right side spoke out, his voice calm yet eager as though he just reached the climax of puberty. I remain still and calm on the surface yet formulating a plan inside me, a plan to end their lives (I love being kind to others).
" I can't believe there are still others that chase after the pleasures of the flesh at a time like this",
I said in an attempt to get under their skin but the looks on their faces are still calm and eager to proceed. Time to bust my moves...
"You guys sure are a pathetic bunch",
"Especially the balless dude concealing himself in the shadows",
Now these words sure struck a raw nerve, each one of them no longer has lust in their eyes.
RYŌICHI ASA
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Her insults has made the guys reach their rage trespass their normal limits. Their once lustful eyes turned bloodshot as their hands ball into fists. Knowing these guys...they don't give a rat's ass about gender or age when they are pissed off.
The one thing that I am still curious about is why the girl though cornered but seems to be the one in complete control rather than us the nappers instead. The more I look at her the more I notice a small grin upon her lips.