I don't know where it came. It just did.
Disclamer: I don't even own my computer.
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He woke on the cold marble floor. It was white. He ran his fingers on it. It was white and oh so smooth. So smooth. His fingers danced on the floor, admiring its whiteness and smoothness.
He looked higher. Everything was white until it faded into gray. White was so big that it faded into gray.
He got up. The room was white and of marble. Where the white turned gray he could see the pillars. He wanted to touch them, so he started walking towards them. He walked and walked, but the pillars didn't come nearer.
He looked around him and saw something that wasn't white. He went closer. It was black. He kneeled. It was round and irregular. He touched it. It was a thick liquid. He started to spread it on the white marble floor.
He wrote a name 'Yusuke'. He looked at it. He felt nothing.
He wrote a name 'Kurama'. He looked at it. He felt nothing.
He wrote a name 'Hiei'. He looked at it. He felt nothing.
He wrote a name 'Kazuma'. He looked at it. He felt nothing.
He stood. He knew he had to feel something. He walked around the black, staring at the names. He had four other names in his mind, Keiko, Genkai, Yukina, Shizuru, but he those names belonged together with the written ones.
Written ones. One of them belonged to him. He knew it. He stopped.
He looked at his arm. One covered with the black. It was turning red. Blood. His blood dripped down to black. It swirled and started moving to one of the names. His name.
Something squeezed him. His name turned redder. And he was squeezed harder. Name was redder and he was being squished. As he couldn't breathe anymore, as he felt the bones breaking in his body, the name, his name, turned bright blood red.
yuyuyu
He woke with a startle. He shivered and gasped for air. When he had calmed down, he realized.
"I am going to die."
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A/N: I have no idea who he is. But I have my doubts.
