What's That Sound?

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A few hours after falling a sleep in the interrogation room the officer came back. "Hello (y/n), how are you feeling?" I sit up and rub the tiredness out of my eyes "good, am I able to go home now?" the officer shook his head "I'm sorry we still can't let you go home. But we do have a nice room for you with a bed and washroom if you will follow me I will take you to the room." I stand up and follow the officer out of the room.  I get to the room and sit down on the bed. My room surprisingly has a window, but all in all looks the same as the interrogation room. I stand up and walk to the window and look out into the big city "Makoto I hate it here, please come save me!" I step away from the window to lie down and as I do I hear a noise. I dismiss it as my brain playing tricks on me but I hear the sound again but this time closer. I sit up in my bed and look at the door nothing strange is there then I stand up and go to the window. All I see while looking out the window are cars and busses. I shake my head and go lie back down. I pull the blankets over me and try to fall asleep. I hear the sound again but keep my eyes closed thinking this is normal in the police station. But as sleep starts to take over the door to my room bursts open. It takes a minute for my eyes to adjust to the bright light since I have been in the dark for over 5 hours, but when my eyes adjust I can tell who it is immediately. I sit up and with a scratchy and overwhelmed voice I whisper "Makoto?" the figure nods "I'm here for you my love."

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