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Chapter 3: Night visit

I heard this in my head.

I don't know where I am. I don't know what is happening.

I cannot feel my body so well. My vision is blurry. All I can see is...

A cute notebook. The same book that we see in the DDLC's poem minigame. There is a pen in my hand. Then there are words floating in my mind. I cannot see them, but I can feel them. I feel like I have to write one of them on the book.

...

I'm not fully conscious. It's like a dream. I don't know what I'm doing.

...

I accept a word, "love" and write it. At the same time, I feel that this word will somehow make Sayori happy.

New words appear. They are floating in my mind.

This time, I accept "infinity" then I move my hand. I feel like Yuri likes it.

New words come to my mind and I choose "promise". Sayori likes it.

New words surface...

What am I doing...?

I choose "dream" and I feel that Yuri appreciates it.

Dream...what am I doing.

New words. New choices.

"Can you hear me"

I move my hand to write "dream" but stop midway.

What the hell am I doing.

My consciencess is increasing.

Where am i?

A dream? I'm dreaming.

Really? Then why I'm sitting?

"Hey, I'm getting scared. Answer me please."

Why do I have a pen in my hand? Why is there a book In front of me?

And more importantly, why I keep writing words!

This is the DDLC poem minigame!

I'm scripted to do it!

I will never accept that!

I reject every word and move my hand to write a sentence.

As I look as my notebook,

I see

Emerald green colored eyes.

Looking

At

Me.

OH MY GOD. TERRIFED, I FALL FROM MY CHAIR.

BEFORE MY CHAIR HIT THE GROUND. SOMEONE HOLDS IT.

I'm extremely startled.

?: "Are you okay? Answer me Ethan! Please!"

I know that voice.

It's Monika. She holds my head into her hands and looks at me very worriedly.

Monika: "Can you understand me?"

She is scared too.

Ethan: "...yeah...wait..give me a moment."

I'm reassured that there is a familiar face here, I'm still greatly troubled..."

Monika: "Ok..."

Her hands are holding my cheeks. They're warm...I try to think logically.

Ethan: "First...Where am I?"