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“え?”
The young bassist opened her eyes only for her to be surrounded by…
darkness.
This wasn't anything like her home's kitchen, nor the comforting classrooms or the train station of School SEKAI.
No sound had been heard, no movement had been made, there was nothing where Shiho was, nothing had happened. The place felt like it had to be that way.
Where the hell am I? She thought. She tried to take a step forward…
F-ck.
Why can’t I move…?
Shiho had just got back home from band practice while her older sister, Shizuku, got back from going to the cafe with her idol group. She was in the kitchen with Shizuku, who was finding medicine for herself and Shiho, who both coincidentally felt light-headed. But not even medicine could help, and Shiho soon fell to the floor, passing out. She didn’t know what Shizuku was doing, but she looked as if she was also going to pass out.
Shizuku… she was a bit of an airhead. Although she was clingy and annoying at times, she was there for Shiho when she needed it, and even felt like a second mother to her. But where was she right now?
Shizuku, you probably know that I think you’re annoying and stupid, but I genuinely need you here right now, and where are you?!
Shiho tried opening her mouth to call out.
Shizuku?
Yet nothing- no word, no sound, nothing- had come out of her. Her heart had pounded- so hardly that it would get out any second.
Shizuku…
And I can’t speak. Cool. I’m just going to pretend like I’m not in probably one of the worst situations I’ve ever been through.
Shiho dug her nails into her thighs. Surely this couldn’t get worse, right?
I can’t speak. I can’t move. It’s dead silent…
yet I feel like it’s so loud.
…
Shizuku.
Anyone.
Please.
This place… I hate it so much.
Get me out of here.
Get me out of here.
Please.
Please.
PLEASE.
CAN I JUST GO HOME?
CAN I PLEASE SPEAK AND MOVE.
CAN THIS STOP??
Her heart had ached- so much had ached in her, that it felt like it could explode and jump out of her any moment.
GETMEOUTGETMEOUTGETMEOUTGETMEOUTGETMEOUT-
Everything had felt still except for the poor girl, despite not being able to move.
GET ME OUT.
GET ME OUT.
GET ME OUT OF HERE.
GET ME THE FUC-
something.
Something broke the silence. A crack… something crumbling.
She could hear something.
“Huh?”
Shiho could speak, even.
“…is anyone there?”
A sudden light flashed- a small spark at first. Light had finally made its way in the darkness, shining down on her. It had felt like salvation- she no longer had to rot in the agonizing darkness and silence.
The light- it had formed into a shape, opening up and blinking to life.
An eye.
It had looked like it was somewhat crudely drawn, having a black pupil and sheet white scleras, staring down at her. Shiho looked up, feeling a faint warmth in her.
Genesis
God.
The name suddenly flashed through Shiho’s mind- a name she’d never heard of, yet felt oddly familiar to her.
“…hello?”
White text- the kind of typeface you'd find while reading a book- appeared in front of her.
“What the-?”
My love, how could this have happened.
I can’t leave you there.
For if I do so, all your suffering will be for naught.
Shiho was confused. Suffering? “There?” What was this… thing… talking about?
“…Who are you? Why am I here? And what do you want from me?” Shiho tried to ask.
My love,
They have taken you from My path.
The path I prepared for you.
It wants to take everything from you.
Your dignity, your prosperity, your love.
What are they talking about? Shiho thought. Surely this has to be some sort of dream.
I will always love you.
Will you always love Me?
That's uhhh... creepy. and “it"... what is this all supposed to mean? Shiho shook her head.
You tread on a path I readied for you.
A path to bring you to Me.
Tf is this guy talking about??
“Look, what path? Who is ‘it’? Why am I here, and what do you want from me?” Shiho demanded. “Can I just go home with my sister, if she’s even there?”
…
I am no evil. I have given the straight path to you.
It’s not as hard as you think it is.
Follow Me, and your endurance will prove fruitful.
“Hey, that doesn’t help-!” Shiho said, before she could feel something in her drop, her vision getting blurry.
Those words- all those words- repeated in her head, repeating once more and more, resonating throughout her.
You tread on a path I readied for you.
A path to bring you to Me.
Me.
"God's very simple and love doesn't burn." - Square