Subaru's Containment Breach (Re:Zero X SCP)

Dreams

Shaking; Chris’s entire bed was shaking, but not due to an earthquake. But Chris in realization of his return remembered the past events and how they weren’t normal. There was nothing normal about them! Just thinking about it made him want to vomit. He was huddled in the corner paralyzed. How was he supposed to fix this? If he thought these creatures as normal, if he didn’t even question the death of his own friends, how could he possibly intervene with the events that are soon to pass. Why did he even feel such indifference to everything that past run? That’s not what happened last time and it didn’t make sense! Why, why, why, WHY?!? There was only one solution left he had to tell Wilson, no matter how afraid he was of the consequences he needed to tell somebody! He was sick and tired of trying and only after two tries too, huh? Could he really give up that easily?

  “You’re the sort of person that cannot give up on others… I believe in you… You’re a hero...” Words resounded from the deepest depths of Chris’s brain.

  “SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT UP! Where are these memories coming from, anyways? What do they mean, I can’t think straight anymore! I’ll just tell them, ya I’ll tell them… everything.”

  “Tell us what, Chris? Why do you look so distraught..?”

  “B-Bart… thank goodness, get Wilson now! We have to get out of here now, the S-”

  Time stopped and a faint whisper adorned Chris’s figure, it felt cold, a fear that surpassed any other fear. That even surpassed his fear of death, the pain that resided it was nothing compared to this sense of dread. Chris eyes could spot a dark entity from afar, it formed into the shape of  a hand and it caressed his chest. Seemingly going through it and strangling his lungs. Time resumed only for Chris to have fallen on the floor gasping for air. In fear, he looked up at Bart, who then looked to Wilson. Wilson quickly pulled out his radio after watching the event transpire.

  “Medical unit? This is Wilson, please send a doctor immediately, subject 4116 is experiencing medical issues. Yes, yes… thank you.”

  “What’s going on, hey Chris are you okay?”

  “You’re coming with me Chris…” Wilson attempted to reach out his hand towards Chris only for him to swipe it away viciously.

  “NO! No, no, no you don’t understand! I can’t leave! NOT NOW! NOT WHEN THAT THI-” Chris gasped for air as the pain resumed in his lungs.

  “Chris, you have to go, I don’t think you understand your circumstance right now.” Wilson unsheathed his pistol and pointed it at Chris. “You’re coming, whether you like it or not.”

  “No, no, not now… how could I make such a stupid mistake..?”

  “Hey come on guys, calm down. Things don’t have to be like this. Look I’ll-”

  “Don’t get in my way Bart. You may have the misconception of your safety right now. But this includes Chris, I have been given authority to dispatch any disobedience, even if that means via force. I’m allowed to terminate either of you if you do not comply here and now. So back off Bart, we both know it won’t end well, if you don’t.”

  Bart gulped and complied there was a sad look in his eye as he watched Wilson drag Chris away. Chris was devastated, he honestly thought things were over. He was considering the possibility of just disobeying, so that he could intentionally get shot. But he was too afraid, too afraid of the pain. He hadn’t grown accustomed to it, could he honestly ever grow accustomed to that feeling. Chris felt trapped. So trapped that he even thought that it was better to wait it out. Afterall, they’re going away from the main source of the incident, aren’t they? But that theory was based only on limited information and it was hard for Chris to gather more when his standing in ranking amongst the facility was borderline D-Class. The only right he had was extra food; even his escort could betray him at will, even his escort was a higher rank than him.