DISTRUST
08-20-2016, 12:51 AM
(This post was last modified: 11-03-2019, 10:00 PM by MalkyTop.)
“Aa...a..aaa.....”
“...”
...He’s dead.
It’s over...at least that’s what I want. But now that the danger’s over, the adrenaline is gone...
It’s hitting me. That I’ve seen a dead body. That I watched someone die. I’ve never considered that those would be two different things. Isn’t this weird? How is this happening? How is this happening to me?
It’s like a car crash. Or being mugged, or breaking a leg or any one of those mundane accidents that I hear about but never suffer. It’ll never happen to me, that was my belief. Or, rather, it wasn’t that I believed it; it wasn’t even that I assumed it. It was like...like it had been a given, and I never thought more on it. I never even thought about death. I never thought I could die. I never even thought that my mom could be dead.
But now I’ve seen someone die, and that means anything can happen.
I don’t know what to do.
“Ah, that’s done. What a show! Give it up for The Great Oshiro!”
“Shut up! Just shut the fuck up!”
“Oh? Where’s this high and mighty attitude coming from? Is this adolescent rebellion I see?”
“Who’s the one who said, ‘Nobody’s gonna kill each other?’”
“...”
“It’s like I’ve always said.”
“The best of the best might as well be the worst of the worst.”
“Future leaders of the world? Gimme a break. What’s a magician gonna do?”
“In the end, he wanted to save himself.”
“Okay! You made your point! We’re no better than anybody else!”
“Just -- just let us out!”
“My point?”
“Bears don’t have points! Except on their claws!”
“Anyways, now that the first kill is done, I’ve opened up the second floor! Your rooms are all open, so why don’t you all get some shut-eye? You all look tired as shit!”
Tired...?
Am I?
I don’t want to close my eyes.
Because when I do...
“Your rooms all got fancy, state-of-the-art locks. Just swipe your ID, and you’ll be let in! Bye now~!”
Just like that, he’s gone.
All I’m left with is a collective silence.
What are they thinking? What am I thinking? The room feels like it’s closing in, and I just want to escape...where’s my mom...? Get me out of here already...
“...We should go.”
...
“Um...look on the bright side! We can sleep whenever we want now, in our rooms, right?”
“The bright side?”
“People are dead.”
“I, I know, but...in the end, it was necessary -- “
“Are you listening to yourself? What kind of psychopathic -- “
“Please. Don’t do this. Not...not now.”
“Let’s just go.”
Eventually, we all filed into the elevator and rode it back up.
The worrying rattles, the extra space everybody gave each other, all these tiny details I couldn’t focus on.
I could only think...
I need to protect myself.
I need something to protect myself with.
Everybody’s going up the stairs. And yet.
And yet...
...
...I need to protect myself...
This is just for me...nothing else...
I...
“...!”
“...Ah! Who’s -- “
The sudden light is blinding, even though I’m the one who turned them on.
I messed up, didn’t I? I messed up, I...
...
...It’s Yamaguchi-kun. He’s got two open cartons of ice cream cradled in one of his arms. A spoon in his other hand.
“M-Mori-san...I...uh...”
“...U...ugh...”
“..................................”