Files of Tainted | Nakahara Chuuya

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It was dark. I can remember it now. There was someone there with me. It wasn't the usual figure I'm terrified of. It was a kid. He looked about my age, had coppery short hair which was covered partially by a yellow hat, and was covered in bandages. One of his hazel eyes has also been covered by the white material. He looked lifeless, just staring in my direction.

It was dead silent. I didn't know if this was reality or not. I stared back into his emotionless eyes and waited for any kind of movement.

"Hi..." the boy said after a while. His voice seemed raspy as if he just screamed his lungs out. He let out a small smile and waited for me to answer his calling. I didn't know why, but I felt safe for once. "Hello..." I said, returning his smile. He said something afterwards but I didn't hear anything. His lips were moving and yet no sound came out. I was confused. "Chuuya?" Why couldn't I hear what he said? "Chuuya." I wanted to know what he said. "Ch- wake u-" He seemed like someone I'd love to meet-

"CHUUYA!" I shot up from where I was laying. I looked in the direction where I thought I heard the sound, but there was nothing. "What the..." I felt cold sweat go down my pale skin. Who was that boy in my dream? Why did he seem so familiar? So many thoughts started ravishing my head, I felt like banging it against a wall just to make them stop.

I felt a tug at my sleeve so I looked down to see what it was. The figure was sitting down on its knees looking at me with empty eyes. I could feel my shoulders tense up as I quickly backed away from it. The figure smiled widely and just stared at me. "W-what do you want..." I asked with a tremor in my voice.

The figure just continued looking at me before getting off of the floor and starting to walk to the now sealed iron door. "I want you to break it." it said with a dark voice. I felt a chill go down my spine. 'Does it want to do that again? But it hurts, I don't want to. No, I can't.' Why won't those words just escape my mouth? Why do I have to eternally suffer? What did I do to deserve this?

"I-" "Don't think that I'll let you refuse." It said with a cold voice. I was tired of trying to escape so I just let the darkness consume me once again. It was cold. Unbelievably cold. I opened my eyes to see nothing. I stared into the abyss until I saw something. A light. 'Guess this is my queue' I started walking in the direction of the light, feeling pain spread across my body once again. It wasn't as bad as other times though, somehow I could bear it.

I opened my eyes slowly just to see someone hovering above me. It wasn't there. The figure wasn't around, I didn't feel its presence. "Are you okay?" asked the person above me. I couldn't see clearly nor talk so I just stared in awe at nothing. It was warm. There was blood covering my body. My blood.

After some time, I felt the person that found me trying to get me up on their back. It mustn't be one of the doctors since they looked to be as tall as me. I felt like I was choking so I started coughing until my vision went black again.