Triple Nightmare /Bakudekutodo

Chapter 65: The boy who woke up from his coma!

"While I was looking through the reports of unsolved mysteries I found one that added up with a medical case that at first sight seems unrelated but on second glance is just mind blowing." the sparkle in Yamadas eyes was unmistakable. "Listen up! Do you remember when about 17 years ago the sky all of a sudden turned black on a sunny afternoon? We called it "the day of the black sky". All electricity of Japan went out. It was only for a couple of seconds but in those seconds a young boy woke up from a year long coma.

Aiko Takahashi gave birth to a boy 25 years ago. Sadly that boy was in bad health and no medicine could help him. Aiko did her best to support her sick son all by her self but no matter what she tried with only five years that boy fell into a coma. Soon after he was deemed brain dead. But after all that had happened Aiko wasn't willing to give up her child and took the one in a quadrillion chances of him waking up even though everyone told her it was impossible. But guess what happened the night of the day of the black sky?"

"How does any of this have to do with our case?" Aizawa asked. "Well, not only did Haruto Takahashi and the day of the black sky happen at the exact same time. But while that was going on four of the five students from Isamu Academy High School suddenly died of organ failure. You know those students who we suspected might have gone through the same as our kids." By now the two of them had reached their destination. "Hizashi! What are you trying to say?" both stood in front of the door as Yamada finished his theory. "Be patient, bestie. I haven't gotten to the best part yet! Geez. *clears throat* The boy, Haruto..." "Yeah?" "His mom is convinced that the person who woke up in her sons body is with no chance her son. I know it sounds crazy but mothers know their kids best. Especially if they are forced to take care of them the way she did. I believe her. I think that something happened causing someone from this dream-coma thing to either wake up in the wrong body or someone from that world who was never supposed to be here somehow made it to our world. You get what I'm saying?" "To be honest: no." "WHAT?!" "Hizashi, that is an insanely far fetched theory!" "At least I got one." Yamada said with a pouty face. Aizawa sighed and entered the hospital room next to them.

"Shōta, there you are. Have you spoken to the boy yet?" Detective Tsukauchi asked as he entered the room. "I have." And so he told the present task force everything Kirishima had told him a couple of minutes ago. Once he was done everyone went back to their own tasks. Tsukauchi walked over to Aizawa. "And, what do you think? How much of what he told you is realistic?" Aizawa waited a short moment then answered. "You know I believe every single word. Don't you?" "But?" Tsukauchi asked. "It seemed like they didn't have much time to go into detail. On top of that we don't know if he was just dreaming or maybe it was an intended mislead." Aizawa answered. "Let's wait till we know more then. For now we can't do much with it anyway." Aizawa nodded. In that moment Yamada came crashing into the conversation. "Shōta!" "Go on. We are done anyway. I'll go back to my work." The detective said and walked away. "What is it Hizashi?" Aizawa sighed because of how aware he was that Yamada couldn't let his theory go. "I was able to reach Mrs Takahashi. I told her that her sons case could have something to do with a new case and she agreed to have a talk with him." "Do you really think this could have anything to do with our current case?" Aizawa asked his old friend. "I believe it does." Yamada answered confidently. "Fine, make sure to inform me once she gets back to you." Yamada smiled. " I sure will."

And that's what he did. Two days later Aizawa and Yamada stood in front of an old looking apartment building. Seconds after ringing one off the bells and answering the female voice in the speaker, the door buzzed and they entered the staircase. "Good Morning, Gentlemen. I'm Aiko Takahashi. But please, call me Aiko." Across the two heroes stood a middle aged women with dark hair and simple clothes. She seemed exhausted but smiled regardless. "I'm Present Mic we talked on the phone. And this is my partner Eraser head." "Nice to meet you. Please, come on in. I'm sorry it's a bit messy but with my job and my son it can get difficult taking care of the household as well. Can I get you something to drink?" The apartment gave off a depressing vibe. It had barely light and all of the furniture had a dirty grayish color. Apart from some clothes and papers laying around it was fairly clean though. "We have tea or some coffee perhaps?" "I'd enjoy a cup of coffee if it isn't to much trouble." Aizawa answered while sitting down. "It isn't at all! Milk, sugar?" "Black is fine." "And you sir?" "I like coffee too but in comparison to my partner with both and much of it." Yamada answered with a smile and Aiko giggled slightly. Not long after she placed two cups of coffee as well as a can of milk and a jar of sugar on the small table in front of the couch. "I will go get Haru. It might take a moment though. He is quite obsessed with his computer after all." with that she left the room. Yamada started finalizing his drink and as Aizawa watched shivers ran down his back. "Why don't you just drink warm, sweet milk to begin with? At least that way the good coffee won't be wasted." "Not everyone has the same taste as you my dear Shōta." Yamada said with a kind nearly singing tone. "Well one thing is clear: there is definitely no one with yours." Aizawa answered harshly and Yamada just gave him a warning side eye.

"Good sirs, may I introduce to you?" As Aiko entered the room again both Yamada and Aizawa stood up. "This is Haruto Takahashi." right behind Aiko stood a tall, skinny man. He didn't exactly look like 25 but he also didn't seem to try. His hair reached down to his shoulders covering most of his face. If you were to brush that hair I'm sure it could be as long as mine. Aizawa thought and that was brave coming from him considering he wasn't taking the best care of his body himself. The young man wore old and dirty clothes as well as a rude expression. "Come on, Haru." Aiko looked at him with a troubled expression while making a head movement towards the strange men in her apartment. He rolled his eyes and said "Hi." with a dry tone.

To be continued ...