Projection [ an Overhaul fanfic ]

-IV-

"Hey Izuku, have you heard from Emiko? I can't seem to get ahold of her."

"Oh, uh no Mrs. Hana. I last saw her when school ended yesterday. Maybe she went somewhere to relax and spent the night with a friend?"

"Okay. Well, thank you sweetie! We'll see you at Graduation!"

Emiko's mother, Yakuna, ended her call with Izuku, with a heavy sigh. It wasn't like Emiko to go somewhere and not mention it. Yakuna started to feel uneasy about the whole situation and decided to go to the police for options.

She had called the station earlier, to schedule an appointment. Upon arriving at the station, she was greeted by Naomasa Tsukauchi, the head detective. He lead her to an empty room, and gave her some water and small snacks.

"So, Mrs. Yakuna. You called about a possible missing persons case?"

"Yes. I don't want to assume the worst but..." Yakuna hesitated at first, but after a few short breaths, she opened her mouth and began speaking again.

"I think my daughter, Emiko, could have been kidnapped. I've tried calling her, but she never answers. and that's very unlike her."

Naomasa thinks for a bit, letting the information sink in. This could be a tough case, with little to no leads.

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With her knees close to her chest, she felt her eyes start water. Scared was an understatement, in her situation. While she stayed still, staring at her lap, she could hear a small chuckle.

"Good girl. Now Get yourself presentable. We have company."

Emiko tightened her grip on herself. She heard his footsteps walk away, and with a slam of the door, she was left again, once again.

'My worst nightmare has come true, and I'm terrified...'

Emiko let out a sob, and her tears flowed freely. Ever since she started having these nightmares, she's been scared to walk alone out in the world, because she could be kidnapped. And now that her exact fear happened, she didn't know what to think, or expect. Would she die? Would she live? Could she escape or would she be trapped?

After her sobs died down, she stood up for the first time since arriving at this mysterious place, and decided to straighten herself out. Gaining her sliver of confidence, she walked towards the rusty looking door and placed her small, gentle hand on the knob.

"Please don't kill me...Please..."