✰Rocket Ship✰

A Cruel Display

"Nishishi~ What a tragic turn of events~! Looks like that's two more of us dead. And this display... How gruesome!" He laughs gently, stomach turning in a nauseating way. He plans his escape from here.

"Well, I'm going to do my own, secret investigations. Bye bye now~"

With that, Ouma walks out the room. His stomach is twisting, and he hated looking at that room. He didn't care, he just hated it.

Out of hearing range, he sprints back to his room, not wanting to be out there anymore. His stomach was still twisting in an unpleasant way, so he sits himself down in his bathroom.

The leader leans against the wall. He closes his eyes, trying to control his nausea.

"You okay, Ouma?"

Kokichi looks up to see the astronaut. He gives a pale smile.

"I hate blood... The sight of it makes me sick." He admits.

"Ah. That explains a lot, actually."

"Yeah..." He looks up at Motoma. "Shouldn't you be helping them search for clues?"

"Well, yeah, but I thought you would want company..."

"How sweet~! But I'm okay, Motoma-chan. You should go back to the others. I'll see you at the trial."

***

As soon as the execution finishes, Ouma just walks out of there. Everyone was dying. Soon, it may be Shuichi, or Kaito.

He sighs, pressing his head against a wall. This whole game was giving him a ridiculous amount of pressure.

The leader just walks along until he reaches the astronaut's room. He cuddles up into the bed, hoping that Kaito won't mind. Soon, he is asleep.

***

"Is he dying, Doc?"

"He can't! Come on, help me with the CPR!"

"Get the kids away!"

The noises are so loud, the light so bright. There is pressure on his chest, and he feels himself fading into blackness.

***

Kokichi wakes, panting. The astronaut was now back in his room. The leader starts shaking.

"Ouma, are you okay?"

"I... I don't know..."

Kaito sits down next to him, pulling him into a hug. He accepts it, thinking.

"Motoma-chan... What do you think dying is like?"

"That's an odd question, but... I guess it's a bit like falling asleep." He says, shrugging. "Why?"

"..." He just curls closer to the astronaut. Motoma smiles, tucking him back into the bed. He slides in next to the leader.

***

"It's glitching again..."

"Why does it keep doing this? Check his heart rate."

He is stuck in place. He can't move. He can't see. He is trapped.

"His health is the same as when we started."

"Maybe he was too weak for this."

"We can't pull him. It'll be too confusing for everyone there."

"Fine. Just... Get in back in there."

***

Ouma wakes up again, eyes wide. It felt far more real than a dream would. He hated whatever it was.

Sighing, he cuddles up to Motoma. The closer he was, the less nightmares the leader had. His head fits comfortably against the astronaut's chest.

Now, feeling safer, he lets himself drift back into sleep.

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