Human Trash

9-B - Alvia (4)

27th April
Dahlila high school
Yokohama inner districts
Spring shower festival day two

Emo breathed in the seemingly sweet air as she made her way towards the club room, her anticipation growing with each step. She slid open the door and found Erano and Zen already seated inside.

"One successful event made you this happy," Erano remarked with a grin as Emo closed the door behind her.

Emo nodded with closed eyes, a smile spreading across her face. She playfully sat beside Zen, draping her arm around his shoulders. "What do you think? This is how a school is supposed to be," she said, pulling him into a jestful side embrace.

Zen recoiled abruptly, yanking her hand away and retreating to his corner of the room, his glare fixed on Emo.

Emo's smile faltered as she addressed Zen. "Zen. You have got to stop acting like this. What is with you?" she asked, her concern evident in her voice.

Before Zen could respond, the club room door slid open with a harsh gust of wind, sending chills down their spines.

"Where is so much wind coming from?" Erano muttered, moving to shut the door against the cold breeze.

Emo gripped her skirt with one hand, shielding her eyes from the sudden draft. "The air conditioner on the corridor is finally working, I believe," she remarked, sinking back into her chair with a heavy sigh.

Erano shook her head in disbelief at Zen's behavior before returning to her seat.

The girls waited in silence for the rest of the club members to arrive, while Zen simply raised the volume of the music in his headphones, his expression unreadable.

***

Cold air swept through the room as Emo crumpled to her knees, her heart pounding in her chest as she muttered prayers under her breath. A vengeful voice echoed through the air, filled with rage and bitterness. "Everything was well and good until the waters consumed me," it accused, the words dripping with venom. "I was forced to give away my life because of dangerous people like you. Your existence alone is consuming lives and you don't get it?"

Emo's breath caught in her throat as she lifted her head, her eyes wide with fear and confusion. Before her stood a stranger, their form shrouded in darkness, their voice filled with anger and despair.

But before Emo could react, the scene before her took a sinister turn. Rusty hands, their skin peeled and decayed, reached out and grabbed the stranger roughly. The stranger struggled against their hold, but the hands tightened their grip, causing the stranger to cry out in pain.

Emo watched in horror as pieces of flesh were torn from the stranger's body, each one grasped eagerly by the hands that surrounded them. Wild snickering filled the air, sending shivers down Emo's spine as she looked on in disbelief.

Desperate to block out the gruesome scene unfolding before her, Emo pressed her hands against her ears, trying to drown out the sounds of agony and laughter. But amidst the chaos, one voice cut through the darkness, clear and chilling. "There is just no way you can laugh in peace now," it taunted, sending a chill down Emo's spine.

Trapped in a nightmare of horrors, Emo could only watch helplessly as the scene played out before her, her mind reeling with fear and confusion.

***

Emo's eyelids fluttered as she gradually emerged from the depths of sleep, the remnants of the nightmare still clinging to her senses. She blinked, trying to orient herself in the dimly lit room, her heart still racing from the terror of her dreams. As she looked around, she saw Jetto and the others gathered around her, their faces etched with concern.