Town with Tomato Buddies

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| Mei's POV |

"Mei! Mei!"




"Ahhhhhh! Help us!"




"Mei! Help!"




Voices of dead people echoed into the dark abyss. Eager to reach out. I walked backwards until I was stuck on the corner, nowhere to go.

My face was written with fear.

"Go away!" I tried to removed them away from grasping my dress.

"Mei..." A familiar voice called out.

With a gasp, my eyes went wide. "Mama..."

On the other side, my mother reached out while tilting her head with a smile,
"Come, my child."

"Mama!" I quickly ran towards
her without hesitation while these ghostly hands from underneath tries to pulled me away.

I gazed down at them and cringed,
pulling up my dress. "Noooo!"

When I looked up, I saw my mother bathe with her own blood, laying on the floor, not breathing. Tears quickly fell down my cheeks while reaching out, screaming to call her.

"Mama! Noo! Mama!!" I screamed out as I struggle, avoiding to caught my feet.
But those hands trying to pulled my down, to the vortex until one of the hands grabbed my leg.

I groaned. Another after another, they all caught both of my legs. I stopped.
I looked down at my legs,
which filled with bruises from their tight grasp then took a quick glance to my mother.

I tightly shut my eyes while tears still streaming down,
"Mama, I'm sorry. I'm too weak. I can't protect you and Papa."
I let my body being dragged down towards the dark vortex.

I opened my eyes slowly, I feel myself falling as tears floating away from the rim of my eyes.
I held out my hand and closed my eyes exhaustedly.

"Don't give up...."

***

"Huh!" I woke up with a start. I stared at the ceiling for a moment,
blinking as my nightmare faded from my mind. I sat up and gazed up at the clock. It's almost afternoon.

(I woke up too late. Great.) I heaved a big sigh.

I yawned as I placed down my feet on the carpeted floor.
I raise a brow that there's something above the middle table.
I read the paper taped on the side of the mug.

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Mei,

I made your favorite breakfast but I think

you will wake up late. Maybe, this will be

your brunch (if I spell it right?). Ahaha

I hope you enjoy it!

- R . E .

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I chuckled lightly that you guessed the person who wrote it. I lifted the cap and begin to take a bite. Once I finished my meal, someone called my name.

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