The news wrote it off as a tragic accident. My death was was never avenged or even looked into. I was pronounced dead on the spot, a broken air vent laying in a heap beside me. What were the cops going to do anyways. I was just an American kid who came to Shibuya a month ago. They had no interest in diving in head first to solve my death. They just called it an accident and closed the case.
The saddest part was I had no idea how I actually died for a long time. That was my fee. So how am I still here? Let me show you.
Hi guys! I am glad to get this story started. I will be updating this along side of my other story so don't worry. This story may have been rushed a little bit because of how early I am on my other story but I had the idea while I was away last weekend (which is why I couldn't get any work done on my other story. Sorry about that I will update some time this week.) but I will be working as hard as I can on both stories. I hope you guys enjoy and please leave feedback!
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A second chance
FanfictionWhen 17 year old Drake wakes up in the middle of a busy street in the Shibuya district of Tokyo (where he had recently moved to from America) he finds a pin with a skull on it and a strange message on his phone. A timer suddenly appears on his hand...
