KronOS;mayA

𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝙼𝚊𝚍𝚎

Maruki Yagami stood in the dark hallway of the SYN Corporation's main building, trying his best to take in all what had just occurred before his eyes. 

The neon fluorescent lights flickered constantly, disturbing the scene more than ever, and putting a halt to Yagami's thought process.

Minutes felt like hours, as he kept lumbering himself down the hallway, fighting the pain as best he could. 

The path wasn't as smooth as it seemed despite his injury. 

There were men, sentinels, here and there, roaming the halls, still oblivious to the hideous crime that Yagami had committed not a few minutes ago. 

If his crime were to be found out in the next few minutes, then he would be done for. 

Yagami needed to cut short his time, and escape whenever the closest chance would surface.

He should have listened, they should have listened, such thoughts filled Yagami's mind, it was all because of the man in the mask.

Underneath his shoes, and what covered most of his lab coat, was blood, as red as scarlet, splattered onto the ground. 

It flowed like a calm river, slowly seeming into granite gullies, as the once white and gleaming floor became nothing but a red ocean. 

Its sight would send shivers down one's spine, along with its malodorous odor sweeping through the nose, causing extreme nausea. 

However, this blood was unlike any, that it would be a joke to call it so. 

Whatever it was, it was alive, because as Yagami continued on with his cluttered march, it followed. 

But not in a messy pattern like how dripping blood would be, it was straightforward and flowed calmly like a snake.

Before Yagami could pass the next hallway, two watchmen passed, and Yagami stopped, but the thing did not. 

It passed him and onto the watchmen, it followed. 

Yagami held his breath, and pulled out his small gun, to point at the blood-like liquid. 

It was an instinctive move, but at what cost, no benefit would come if Yagami had fired another bang. 

And it wasn't a matter of he would not shoot, it was a matter of he could not shoot. 

The blood-like liquid was no longer what it was, it flowed more fluidly and faster, its red color was entirely devoured by darkness, like an infection spreading. 

Just like that, the dark liquid simply touched one of the watchmen's feet, and he disappeared into nothingness as it devoured him whole, like he had been vapourized, leaving nothing but black smoke in his place. 

The other watchmen began to plan for a retaliation, but he could not quite grasp what had occurred, that he failed to understand that he was to be next.

A catastrophic event was on the horizon, and only Yagami had realized it. 

He took himself down the other hallway, as the dark liquid continued on towards the opposing hallway to God knows where. 

Screams of pain and panic was what he awaited to hear as he made through his escape, but nothing of the sort happened. 

There was only silence, a rather eerie silence. If whatever that thing was, hadn't been stopped yet, then it probably fed on most of the employees in the building before they could even see it. 

Yagami hoped that would not be the result, but everything seemed to point to it being likely.

Not a few minutes passed before Yagami was to be on his way out, and the lights immediately went out and on in a flash, changing the scenery to a shade of red, followed by the warning siren that made it seem that another world war or a nuclear attack was to occur.