The scent of formalin was strong around him. He tried to move his new limbs, but could not. After watching the man with red eyes and glasses pace around the room for some time, he fell asleep.
When he woke up, after many awakenings later, he was introduced to 'Hibiya' and 'Hiyori' of one who had fallen head over heels for him.
He knew that he liked to eat and sleep, so those were many of his practices through the days. One day, though, August 15th to be exact, formalin was strong. He saw a boy and a girl hazily running. He chased after them to see what was the problem. It was Hibiya and Hiyori. He was pulling her after him, to escape something. Escape a tragedy.
"What's wrong?" he called out, incapable of being auditory. It was like that room all over again. When he couldn't move. When he couldn't do a thing. But this time. He couldn't be seen.
He watched her fall to her death, he watched her be run over by a vehicle, watched her be impaled... again and again the clocks kept ticking. He couldn't help.
