The lobby was filled with clear quartz tiling as they walked in.
"Wow. This is really stunning. How much did this cost to make?" Hitsuei asked.
"Probably a couple thousands! It's fantastic!" Himiko looked fascinated. "Oh, right. We should sign up as helpers."
"How do we do that?"
"We go over to the counter over there. The man over there, Nathaniel, will sign us up."
"Oh. Makes sense. Let's go." They walked over to the counter.
"Why hello there! I'm Nathaniel. How can I help you?" Nathaniel looked at the both of them.
"We'd like to sign up as helpers." Himiko told him.
"Alright! What's your team name?" Nathaniel asked.
"Pardon?" Himiko asked.
"You know, your team name? Did you not think of one?"
"...No, I didn't. I'm sorry." She looked at Hitsuei. "You have anything, Hitsuei?"
Hitsuei looked at Himiko. "Um," Hitsuei wondered. "Ah! Team Ito. We're team Ito."
"Team Ito?" Nathaniel asked. "Well, it's a good name if you just thought of it on the spot! I like it."
"I like it too, Hitsuei." Himiko smiled at Hitsuei.
"Thank you..." He smiled awkwardly at her
"Well!" Nathaniel looked at them adoringly. "Helpers are on the third floor. Have a nice day!" As he said that he gave them the room key.
"Lets go, Hitsuei."
"Right." They walked over to the elevator.
"Let's see here. Floor three, correct?" As she pressed the button, something strange happened.
"Ugh." Hitsuei fell to the floor.
"Hitsuei! Are you okay?" Himiko kneeled down to Hitsuei.
"Is this... a dream scream?"
Himiko looked at Hitsuei. "Hitsuei are you-?"
"Wait," Hitsuei held his head. "I'm seeing something?"
"Describe it!" Himiko yelled.
"I will! Just give me a second!" Hitsuei closed his eyes.
"I'm falling! Help! Somebody!"
"That was Himiko's voice!" Hitsuei thought. He got up. "Himiko."
"Yes?" Himiko asked. "Whacha see?"
"Don't go on the elevator."
"Huh? Why?"
"It's going to fall! Please, don't!"
"Hitsuei..." Himiko looked at him, then the other way. "I'm not saying I don't trust you but, you might just have a headache. I'm going on."
"Himiko, please." Himiko walked onto the elevator, and the doors closed. As they closed, Hitsuei ran down the stairs. He heard her voice.
"I'm falling! Help! Somebody!"
"That was the voice I heard in the dream! That's Himiko!", Hitsuei thought. He ran to the elevator shaft. As he was doing so, he heard Himiko scream.
"AAAAAAAHHHH!!!" She screamed. As she was falling she heard Hitsuei.
"Merigides!" When she heard this, the elevator went from falling to gently falling to the ground. When the elevator opened she saw Hitsuei, with his hands glowing.
"Oh my gosh, Himiko!" when he said that, his hands stopped glowing. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, but most importantly, how did you do that?"
"I don't really know... I just sorta, did it?"
"Huh, weird."
"Thing is, I know more." His hand started glowing. "Sokido!" His hands were on fire.
"Okay, that is cool." She looked over into the hallway. "Nevermind that. We'll talk more about this later, let's go."
"Right." Hitsuei's palms stopped glowing and they went into the hallways.
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No Identity: Blue Teardrops on the Floor
HumorNIBTOTF was another story i wrote when i was like 11 BUT i actually finished it and its REALLY FUCKING FUNNY so i figured id upload it so the whole world could see it
