The Tape

Chapter 7

A/n Somehow this entire chapter I had put my soul into for hours vanished and I couldn't get it back. So I had to rewrite this whole chapter from scratch T_T

It took a while to say the least T_T

But I think this turned out much better :D

[Vision]

"Look ... A butterfly!"

"It is very beautiful."

"We have all gathered here to say our goodbyes..."

"Don't leave me..."

"He has been acting strange since the accident."

"He is my new best friend."

"Son, this woman is here to meet you. Be nice to her, okay?"

"Don't take him away from me!"

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A complete darkness as far as the eye could see. Much like the light of day, the dark emptiness overpowered all senses and all was that was left was increased loneliness . A teen floated in this endless cycle. There was no up or down nor right or left. No directions whatsoever. Only an empty space with nothing to control or to give. Nothing to hide, nothing to lose.

Dim tired emerald eyes slowly opened and looked around.

What...what was that? Just now? Where they memories? Or some kind of vision? Did they try to tell him something or... warn him for the future? The boy didn't recognize any of them nor could he fathom why he was show them. (A/n - reference to the vision he had).

The boy sat up in the open space with nothing under him to sit on. He looked around and found himself surrounded by a familiar darkness. It wasn't the first time he was surrounded by an everlasting darkness and it was probably not the last time. A darkness almost as familiar as his way home from Miwa's place.

Knowing he would probably meet that guy again if he just kept on walking, he stood up and walked in a direction. If you could even call it a direction when everything, or rather when his surroundings looked all the same. Then he came across a house. A house which was very familiar. It looked like... his own house? He walked to it and entered only to be swallowed by a blinding light. The light became stronger and stronger until he had to shield his eyes, to protect himself from blindness.

When the light dimmed and he could see again, he teen found himself standing in the kitchen. It was almost an exact replica of the kitchen in his house but something was off. It looked less luxury with less goods and the wall paint was also different. It certainly looked more like the kitchen from his childhood. But how could that be? The brunette turned around he saw something really disturbing. Not disturbing in general but he could see... himself. An exact replica of himself but from his childhood. He was talking to their(?) mother who seemed to cook something. Then his father came in. It was a happy memory. His childhood was his most treasured time.

''It really was happy at that time, won't you agree right?"

Kai's head flung to the side and saw himself, although his younger version, standing just beside him. The younger version of himself turned to look up at his older self. "You just agreed to that right? Unconsciously. Within your mind."

Neither of the two exchanged any more words. They just stared at each other. A certain amount of time passed and Kai didn't know how much when his younger self turned around and walked of towards the stairs.