🏢Grey🏢

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Komaru Naegi

It's not the cameras everywhere that's scare me. It's not the long, unending, grey halls that stretch out for miles that scare me.
It's the silence.

It's almost deafening. Our footsteps make no noise on the Lino, and our breaths are quiet as they puff out in candy floss swirls. It's worse than anything I've ever heard.
I open my mouth to speak- and close it again abruptly, not trusting myself to not stammer.

A lone door appears in the grey fog of walls. The body guard accompanying us stamps to a halt.
We pause.
"Can we go in?" I splutter in a weedy voice unlike my own.
He stays silent.
"O- Kay then." I trade glances with Toko. Her head is down, purple curls twisting around her fingers.
"I-I- just open the door!" She stammers.
But the door creaks open by itself.
"Naegi. Fukawa. You can come in now."
Head down, I tip toe in, Toko behind me.
Kyosuke Munakata stares down at us from his chair, his grey hair refracting the light cast from the even greyer electric lights. Beside him, is Makoto and Byakuya.
"Komaru! You ok?" Makoto goes to get up, but Munakata gives him a cold glare. His chunky hair has been shorn, but his ahoge remains in an excited arrow.
Byakuya rolls his eyes beside him. His floppy blonde hair frames his gaunt face, pockmarked with scars. From here I can see him wince as he crosses his legs, his suit covering more scars and bandages.
"It's good to see you. We have a special task for you two." Munakata announces.
"As you know, Towa city is being rebuilt. Monaca Towa's base is being destroyed. The children are being returned or adopted by living parents. However, we are having some issues."
"Oh, you want us to babysit?! I love doing that!" I exclaim. Toko grimaces.
"Sir, do- do you really want us too?" She groans.
"Yes. I need you two to look after the 'Warriors of hope' until a suitable time."

Ten minutes later, we leave the grey meeting room.
I walk in silence, turning the keys to the room over and over in my hand. I gasp as they tumble to the ground.
"I've got them!" Toko stoops down pick them up. "Be careful!"
She passes them to me, and our hands touch in a spark of excitement.
I can't help but smile- this is going to be interesting!
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