Insanity

The sound of raindrops hitting the pavement.

The unintelligible conversations that humans walking by were having.

The December weather crawling on my skin.

Could I be losing be my mind?

I was positive that my eyes were deceiving me, for the last time I saw you-you were no longer living. You were covered in crimson coloured liquid.

The last time I saw you I turned into a beast, I lost all control over my body.

If you're really alive, could that be you?

Tingles exploded in my body, soon leaving me numb.

Memories flashed in my head, the best and the worst. Memories that I had treasured and memories I had forgotten were reappearing, how could I forget? The pelting of rain triggered a new memory, a memory which was my last of you.

Could there really be a God looking over me and hearing my cries?

My feet stayed glued to the hard surfaces as commuters passed by without a second thought. My eyes scanned your features multiple times before it was certain.

You're alive, Kaneki.

As the cheesy saying goes, my heart said yes but my mind said no, I followed what I loved. Whom I loved.

You seemed to be travelling further from my grasp and I drew nearer. I called for you, but you never turned. You were alive, it's irrefutable.

Minutes flowed by as I closed in, giving me time to think of what was to come.

But every dream becomes a nightmare for me.

As I watched you turn your head to face me, I witnessed a nightmare come to life.

My mind is taking over.

The look plastered onto your face made my insides turn, the look of horror is still there. The crimson liquid staining your face, it's still there. The hole that replaced your left ghoul eye, it's still there.

The shivers that raced through my spine made me even more vulnerable.

Can I even cry anymore? Can I let tears flow again after the countless times I've cried for you? Cried for you, Kaneki.

The sound of raindrops hitting the pavement.

The unintelligible conversations that humans walking by were having.

The December weather crawling on my skin.

The look on your face.

The blood you shed.

Could I really be losing my mind again?

The world before me begun to swirl. My scenes were blocked. Colours draining from my eyes, sending me into total darkness.

My last memory of you played in my head again. The way your lifeless body laid on the ground. The way the aura around you changed. The way you smiled for the last time in my arms. The way my arms were painted in your blood.

The way darkness took over my body.

"She's awoken again"

"Perfect! Now we can start the tests again"

"But Maman, can she handle anymore?"

"I'm positive. She's a strong ghoul after all"

The black and white haired adult took one last look at the broken ghoul then turning away. Walking away with a question that has been lingering in his head since they captured her.

This feeling inside of me, where have I felt this. Where have I met her?