A New Game (EDITING)

Chapter 3

    Before we knew it, we were on the train heading in the opposite direction from where we were supposed to be going. The more stops we passed, the fewer people there were, as we headed outside of Shibuya. At our very last stop, we were the only ones left on the train. The intercom gave a chirpy chime. "This is the final destination, all passengers must exit the train. Thank you for riding with us!" the robotic female voice said lifelessly. 

We made our way towards the old warehouse without a word.

We got there a lot sooner than we originally anticipated. We stood before large iron doors at least 3 times my size. The doors were opened slightly, leaving just enough to get through. I looked through the crack, it was completely pitch black. Wait a minute, what the hell am I doing!? This is insane! But, for whatever reason, I went in. Why? I have no clue. Entering the crack, I accidentally hit my shoulder on one of the doors. The door swung open with a loud, slow creak at the impact. Admittedly, I jumped instinctively. I looked back at Shiki, she was clearly just as terrified as me.

"Shiki?" I spoke in a hushed whisper.

"Y-yeah?" her voice shook as she spoke.

"Stay close to me ok?"

"Yeah, good idea."

The warehouse was dimly lit by the moonlight pouring in from the broken windows. Smashed boxes and broken glass littered the ground. It was dead silent for a moment, just a moment. Then, yelling. No, not yelling, screaming.

"DON'T LET HIM GET AWAY!"

Then loud metal banging, which stopped as suddenly as it started.

"YOU'RE CORNERED NOW! WHATCHA GONNA DO NOW?!"

There was a brief moment of silence. Then a loud squeaking sound followed by a loud thud. The yelling soon became more intense.

"AFTER HIM! HE'S GETTING AWAY!"

I remained frozen still. I couldn't move despite every cell in my body screaming for me to get out of there. Why did I even come here in the first place!? What the hell was I thinking!? That's when in the midst of my internal panic, I saw it. Black hoodie, baggy blue jeans, and the messenger bag to top it all off. It was him. The person from my vision. But, how!? He was dragging something behind him. No, someone! A girl with long brown hair and a red school uniform. He was dragging her by her wrist, not looking behind them. They ran past us, but as they were making their escape, the hooded figure turned their head towards me. Was he looking at me? He then suddenly stopped dead in his tracks and stared at me. What the hell? Why is he staring at me?

"It's you...what the hell are you doing here!?" His voice, it wasn't human. It was glitchy and distorted. I could hardly understand what he was saying.

"Who are you-"

"THERE HE IS!"

Without warning, the dead sound became soon with gunshots. I immediately hit the ground, covering my head. They started bolting for the exit again. He gave me a quick glance before disappearing.

Before I could say anything else, Shiki grabbed my hand and we ran like hell.

We ran all the way back to the train station. We didn't dare stop till we were next to the tracks. We stopped to catch our breath under the florescent lights. My chest ached from running so much, I could feel my heart pounding in my head.

"What...What the hell just happened!?" I yelled while gasping for air.

"Neku...did you...know that guy?"

"No...I've never seen him before!"

Shiki collected herself, still breathing heavily.

"I wonder what that was all about..." Shiki sighed looking back at the warehouse in the distance.

"Hey, what time is it?" I asked still wheezing.

Shiki opened up her cellphone and gasped loudly.

"IT'S 2 IN THE MORNING!" She sputtered out in disbelief.

"WHAT!? It's seriously that late!?"

"Oh my god, our parents are gonna kill us...!"

"Well...we'll just say, uh, the train broke down on the tracks."

"A...And our phones died! So we couldn't call them or anything like that!"

"Yeah, sounds like a story, let's stick to that."

Not a moment to soon, the late night train then pulled into the station. We boarded and made our way home in silence. Our minds still trying to process what happened.

I walked Shiki home, in case anyone followed us.

"Well, this is my house"

"Yeah, see you."

"Yeah, Night. Be safe getting home." She gave me a shy little smile before going into her house.

I walked back home, alone. Admittedly, it was a bit nerve-racking. As I walked, I would occasionally think someone was following me. But when I would turn around, there was no one there, or at least I didn't see anyone. I snuck in my house through the window. Now my parents would be slightly less angry with me without the addition of being woken up at roughly three in the morning. After closing the door, I undressed and got into my night clothes. I flopped onto my bed staring blankly at the ceiling, my mind still sturring with questions. Who was that guy? Do I know him from somewhere? Could he be Jo-? No. I forced that thought out of my mind. But...Could it really be him? Could he really still be out there? I have no idea why but the idea of him still being in Shibuya gave me a strange sense of comfort and warmth. That thought slowly dragged me into a deep sleep as everything went dark.