"Are you out of your mind? I could hurt you." The veins started to pumped up in fear of what i'm capable to do. Everything was a blur to me, the room becoming sketchy as the time passed by and he's here down in his knees-looking up at me. A look of...
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I keep running, running, and running, my legs won't stop speeding up from running, I'm nowhere, I dont know where I am, I don't know where i'm at right now. Everything is foggy, everything is foggy around me, around my surroundings, I couldn't stop from running, it's like someone is chasing me, as if someone is behind me whilst I ran and ran.
I don't know where i'm running all throughout, I'm out of breath, my heart is racing too fast, too fast for me to unable to catch an air, a breath to take! All of the sudden, It stopped, I stopped, I stopped from running.
My heart stopped beating its own, my system stopped when I felt a liquid dropping from above, I looked at the droplets of liquid...It's blood, a blood, a blood, blood, blood, blood?!
My head slowly looked up from above, feeling a drop of blood on my face as it continued to drop on my skin, on my face and it dripped down to my cheek down my jaw.
I couldn't process a damn thing as if my mind went blank, as if my mind went numb, I stopped breathing. Everything had stopped when I was bathed in a droplets of blood above, I was ready to run away not until I saw a black figure standing steps away from me, there was a lot of blooded scars all over the black figure.
I stared right at the figure with no emotions in my eyes, I looked at it, looked at it for long, to make it conscious of my glares. I pressed my lips together as my fists clenched.
"Save me..." The figure said.
My eyes narrowed at the figure when it stepped out of the dark, exposing a man in his mid thirties. It's not just a random man, but someone I knew...someone I knew, someone I knew from the university.
My eyes widened in shocked when I saw the man's face, the face i've known. His clothes were all ripped as if someone had ripped it hand to hand, bloods stained his skin, he was drown by his own blood.
"Mr. Saimoto?"
I called, with fear in my voice. The time I called his name, he took a step forward enough for me to see his entire face. Bloods continued to drop on the floor from above as I bathed in it. I gulped, feeling my throat dry as leaves.
The feeling of uneasy washed over me as my gaze didn't look away from the direction of Mr. Saimoto, an administrator from the university.
"He...killed..." Mr. Saimoto mouthed, no voice came out from his mouth although he tried his best to speak up, but nothing came out.
So, he had to mouthed the words, my eyebrows knit together as I watched his mouth moved, intensely; trying to understand what he's saying. I can understand how lips moved due to the words being spoken without any voice.
