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Sachiko we beg of you. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
As I came into conciseness the pounding of my head came with to, it felt as if my skull was being split in two by a jackhammer. A low moan of pain escaped my lips as I tenderly rubbed the aching spot, using my free hand I pushed myself into a sitting position and flinched as I felt the old wooden splintered floor dig into my bare knees. Slowly but surely I opened my eyes, once I had my eyes fully opened I only slammed them shut almost immediately and started shaking my head in furious denial. Breathing deeply and keeping my eyes closed I quickly stood up ready to asses where I was. Taking a deep breath I readied myself for the inevitable, still shaking slightly I eased open my eyes again and took a look at my surroundings before I lost my courage to do anything.
The room was littered with a multitude cracked and broken chairs and desks. The plaster of the dark cream-colored walls had chunks missing and cracks beginning from left to right all along the room it resembled a what happens during an earthquake. Even the deep red of the painted floorboards had large pieces missing from the main floor, cautiously peering down into the holes was nothing short of terrifying for someone who had a deep fear of heights. Those pieces missing of the floorboard looked like it had disappeared into a deep dark abyss that went on forever never to be found again. Steadying myself I tried pushing one of the many windows in the room to find it completely sealed off, not like locked or bolted but completely fixed in place like. . . . . like a decoration or a super glued model. Swallowing down my terror I made my way to the door the only thing that looked like it hadn't been in a disaster. My footsteps sounded unnaturally loud in the noiseless atmosphere of the classroom, finally I made my way to the door and hesitantly put the pads of my fingers on the rough surface of the smooth and clean looking door I was almost afraid of what would happen if the door turned out to be just like the windows, silently I hoped for the best. It slowly and reassuringly creaked open. I let out quite breath of relief, then like an easily startled deer I eased out hoping desperately that the hallway wasn't like the classroom and that I could find a way to escape. " I wouldn't do that if I were you." said a deep raspy but oddly teenager voice that cut through the eerily still air.
I spun around to find the source of the voice hoping against hope that someone was with me in this creepy abandoned school. "What the?" I questioned in confusion. Floating there over the gaping holes of the floor was a beautiful flame with all sorts of shades of blue dancing in the air. "Going out there I mean... you are practically putting yourself on a silver platter." The raspy voice continued "What the hell are you talking about? What exactly is out there that's gonna hurt me?" I snapped putting on a brave façade that quickly crumbled into desperation. "Because you stupid child there is a monster out there and it will stop at nothing to get you and make you suffer and make you wish you were dead, you are better off staying in here. Better to starve to death than to go though that torment that lies just outside those doors." He finished his mini speech without sounding the least bit winded by it. Gathering my courage I asked yet another question, "What is it, what lies out there, and where am I?" I asked desperate for any kind of answer, the flame spirit thing only seemed good at weaving riddles that I couldn't get my head around. A dry chuckle permitted from the flame as if he was taking enjoyment of my cluelessness, "Stop laughing! I'm trapped in this place and I have no idea who you are and what's going on! . All I want is some help in this god-forsaken place!" I snapped, silence followed right after my loud and venom spoken words. I was beginning to think he would never answer and that I had silenced him for good until. "What is your name child?" This time his voice seemed to have spoken more softly making the his voice seem deeper and more manly like. "Aoi...Aoi Masumi ." I too said this quietly his voice seeming to instantly calm the anger that had burning through me, it was almost as if I too was afraid to raise my voice again just as I remembering his earlier warning. "Right well my name is or... was Rin, just Rin. You said you wished for help in this place, yes?" I answered quickly. "Yes!" "Well I am willing to help you, not escape, it's impossible to escape this place it is a trap for all who dare to enter, but I will help you to survive to thrive in here unlike the unlucky ones. Those who have died here are left here for all eternity with the pain they felt when they died, however luckily for me when I met my demise, it was relatively painless so I have a clear conscious." Needless to say I was shell-shocked all I could do was try to focus on Rin's explanation and pray that this was going somewhere. He continued on unaware of my inner thoughts. " This place is full to the very brim of death, ghosts who have died painfully, and an evil that will never cease. I said before I would help you-" I cut him of before he could continue " Yeah you said that, but what will the cost be? What do I have to give up for your help? My soul, what?!" I didn't quite believe that this proposition would come for free, nothing in life it like that. Everything has a price.
The flame itself seemed to be surprised at my dialogue before saying. "All you must do is continue to do is not be corrupted. You can do what you must to survive, yes and don't be too mushy either. You don't have to help every one you crosses your path just lay low and live." I thought about his terms, I had to admit I was curious to how he was going to go about this but doing this would require a certain level of trust that I didn't have for him yet. Burying my sigh came to the conclusion that it was best for me if I had him to guide me as I had no idea what I was getting myself into. I fiddled with my long dark brown braid that rested over my shoulder and made my choice. "What must I do?" I tiredly rasped out. "Just agree or say yes, and then you'll see what happens." Once again I had my doubts about what was about to happen after all 'See what happens' isn't very descriptive if I was going to be risking my life,taking a deep breath I readied myself and grumbled out "Fine..I consent to your terms." "Are you sure, should you change your mind this couldn't be undone with anything of your or my world." He sounded so surprised that I had agreed so easily and without much of a fuss, I inwardly smirked at this and took comfort in the fact that he could actually feel this type of emotion. "I will repeat myself since you're hard of hearing, I agree to whatever is about to happen. I hear, accept and understand the terms of which you have dealt me." Not even a second went by as I felt as if every pore in my body being invaded by a liquid fire that didn't spare me any pain. Faintly I could hear my bones being reshaped as they were broken, the rusty taste of blood soon filled my mouth for unknown reasons as I desperately tried not to scream from it all . All I wanted was for the terrible pain to stop, but a deep instinctual part of me excepted what was happening and encouraged it. The hazy sea of agony only spread and I could see the sweet darkness of unconsciousness encroaching on the edge of my vision when the pain began to fade slowly leaving a terrible ache behind. I let my conscious fall into the much needed bliss as I heard his voice one last time speak in my mind "Sleep child, you have earned it." With that said I lost all awareness and fell into the darkness.
