Sakuna closed the scissors.
The plastic tie around her new phone charger broke and fell to the ground.
She bent down to plug It in, plugged it into her phone.
But as she sat back up...she felt a presence.
"...Leave..." She whined.
She heard no response...but felt it get closer.
"I know its you again. Stop." Sakuna shouted!
She felt like...something was grabbing her shoulder...
She heard a quiet hiss...
"I SAID FUCK OFF!!!" She shouted, swiping behind her.
There was nothing there.
...But the presence was gone.
She let out a heavy sigh...and stood up. Walking over to her desk.
Out of the desk, she grabbed a journal and a pen...and flipped to a blank page.
...It was her episode journal.
Ever since she had arrived on Solaris, Sakuna had been having episodes.
Hallucinations of an Ex of hers, Kamryn, wearing the jackal-styled helmet of Osiris.
It tormented her, talking about all her mistakes, and failures, and her past.
...It had been slowly growing weaker, though, barely able to speak.
Sakuna quicky wrote down the date, and time, then put the journal away.
She walked back over to her bed and collapsed into it.
Kamryn was on her mind now...
She shut her eyes...and thought back.
Barkon 14th, 2527.
Sakuna gently entered the hospital doors, wearing her normal black outfit.
She walked up to the desk.
"...I'm here to see...Kamryn Teroa."
"Relation?" Asked the nurse.
"Partner."
The male nurse gave Sakuna a nasty look.
"...106, down the right hall."
Sakuna began to walk off.
"Hold on. Name." The nurse said.
"Oh- uh- Sakuna Koeta."
The nurse wrote her a pass.
Sakuna silently walked down the clean halls...then entered room 106.
...Inside, on a bed, strapped to a I.V, and heart monitor, was Kamryn.
She had been found unconscious at a bus stop, holding Sakuna's 1916, and combat knife. Covered in bruises.
For almost a month, she had been in a deep coma.
Sakuna lunged towards Kamryn upon spotting her, but her arm got gripped by a powerful force.
"Don't you act like you can just come in here." Growled a deep voice.
Sakuna looked up at the man.
He was large and bulky, with a deep black beard and short cut black hair.
"I-" Sakuna began.
"This is your fault." Said another woman, who also had black hair, and dark skin.
"My fault- I-" Sakuna tried to argue.
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Ryoiki: Solarian King (9)
FantasyAfter four mysterious travelers bring upon the murder of a member of the Solarian council, Elliott must lead the charge to take what belongs to him.
