Where am I, where is this place, Renko was wondering due to a currently suffered minor memory shock. She couldn't remember what happened just a few moments ago, to an unknown reason. There were some scattered scraps of fibbers inside of her head, but nothing as solid as something that would replace a neuron. For someone being in this status she was holding up pretty good, as in being still in one piece. The girl stood up from her laying position to smell the atmosphere around. The first thought of her was to find her phone and see if she could call for help, but there was a few things she had to realise initially. First was that she was no longer in possession of any of her personal items. Second, it was dark and probably night because it was hard to see anything. Third, that her grab was of a different kin, as she seldom wore kimonos, specially pure white ones. And finally the last, most important information, the place she was currently in resembled a cave underground. There was a faint ray of light coming down from a crack above. It illuminated the inside enough for her to be able to take steps without tripping. Because of that fact, she realised that she must had fallen down, though she did felt like no injuries or pains were suffered. Just then she started to analyse her current body in search for anything useful that could serve as clues. However, that only made her more confused, as she couldn't discern anything. Not the contact of her hand, or the reaction from the touch. Her smell was also missing, and no matter where she looked, her hazy vision couldn't focus on a single thing. It was a similar sensation you could feel within a dream, where your body might be diverted from your soul and act independently. Renko cognitively decided that she has to be asleep and not aware of whatever happened that caused this state. With those clues that was a more logical approach, although it still did not change much for the situation of being somewhere she did not recognize. Her adventurous spirit gathered and commanded her to approach this challenge with the utmost calmness and exhilarating happinesses. This was of course a dream, so there was no risk in doing anything wrong or having to deal with any consequences. The cave itself appeared rather uninteresting, she was thinking as she moved in the direction of the light. There was no sound, the walls were looking mostly the same, and no matter long far she would reach with her eyes the exit was not seen. Perhaps inside there is something amazing, Renko's spirit told her, as it helped fuel her drive in this dim journey. She was eager to meeting the inhabitants of this place, if there are any.
Walking barefooted around in a rather dangerous and slippery environment caused the girl to think about just why her outfit did not came with occasional geta, because that what she concluded was fitting. However, since it was rather steep for anything other than mountain type of boots, this situation provided her with insight about travelling. It was not different than walking with shoes on, even the cold from the ground was not sensed. Renko was wondering why, until she saw something in the distance that was interesting for her. It was a change from the rock filled environment into a wooden construction of a bridge over a flowing river. It was strange at first, that she did not hear or smell the water from afar, but since this was a dream it was not oblivious that the image just appeared in the girl's mind without a warning, simply because the senses work under different conditions in the dream. Rather than being a project of organs, the impact was directly connected inside the brain. Perhaps there would be something more fun if I cross it, Renko pondered as she casually decided to use the bridge to pass to the other side of the river. The railing gave out an ominous impulse when she touched it, as if she was no longer being alone. However, the girl saw no one there, so naturally she continued with a little bit worried steps. As the hand passed along the balustrade, that strange mystery was solved with a touch of another entity. It was clear now that something was in the middle on the bridge, but it was rather invisible inside the dream, until the girl decided to take another look. There was voice heard, even if there was no one there. It wanted to know if Renko, who was the only recipient of it, if she was lost or in need of guidance. Because she was not sure if she is either of those things, she replied that she simply does not know. In return of that message the voice spoke again. This time it was rather a confusing preach of how the speaker was infuriated about the jealousy she felt towards a person with no sense of direction and yet perfectly heading towards the goal. It was not clear whenever the expression was a personal reflection or was there anything important in the words of the air. Because of that confusion Renko decided to move forward, just to face another wall. A similar situation from before, there was something invisiblećblocking her advance and it seemed to wanted to converse. This time it was a question about her memory, if she did recall what brought her here. The girl's answer was the same, as she did not know what to say in this case as well. The vocal entered the atmosphere again. Would it be a shame if all this effort was in vain, that the girl was wrong about you, it articulated. At that moment Renko was worrying herself if that was supposed to be an examination and if she would get another question wrong something would have happen. Deciding to continue still, she simply had nothing that would help her in comprehending how and what was broken in her memory, until she was on the other side. The exit was blocked for the third time, in all the same fashion. This time there was no voice, but a vision. What appeared before the girl was figure of a person in extravagant cloth. In her modestly she looked beautiful, although the only object on her face you could see was her emerald eyes. That image was rather repulsively troubling. Renko wanted to step back, but as she did, she sensed another figure behind her. Quickly she was grabbed from the rear and prevented any movement with a grip that was sure not to let her escape. This was the final question, and the girl awaited for the fate she was put into. Instead of something cruel it was a calm voice, that could gently put anyone to sleep, asking if the person before it was ready to make the decision. Despite the early confusion, the girl responded with yes, which sounded as she was long through of making it. Then the words continued to emerge from the figure. If you are that sure, perhaps you should see the truth yourself, it said as it stretched its arms inviting the traveller to continue her journey. The clutch was released and the shape moved aside, so that Renko herself could freely walk forward. But in the garden of the questions she had more visitors than before, ones that would surely be welcomed for a longer stay. That annoyed her, as she bolted fast further inside the cavern, causing her to almost trip. What was this figure, who was this girl it was speaking of, and how did I got here. Those were only to be explained if she not looked back.
After the encounter on the bridge, Renko was pushing forward for some reason faster than before. She did not feel tiredness, but a desire not to spend her time unproductively. There was some connection that was forming inside of her brain, but it was still a little early to decide on semantics. All she knew was that this dream would end if she followed a path, and if not, something else would happen that would deeply sadden her. Each second counted, as she reached a sudden depression going rapidly down. The girl with her agility and shoeless attire decided to jump down to save time, rather than climbing. Soon she found herself in a different location, as it was pretty lit for a underground cave. There was a huge city or something in the far, inviting with not only the sight but amazingly busy life. Apparently the people there were having some kind of festival from the looks of it, the girl thought. The sight made her want to check whichever this was the destination she was looking for. With taking haste, she soon arrived on the main street, which without any doubt was a pleasure for eyes. However, the sight of the girl was hazed and she only felt that this place is entertaining for two reason. One was that her legs were feeling like dancing to the music, that she noticed to be playing. And second that somehow she was thirsty for alcoholic liquid refreshments, as her head was wobbling side to side resembling a drunkard. There was slight inconsistency between how this situations was inviting, and how Renko felt like there was something recent she forgot about. In any case, she was soon absorbed into the crowd of people she could only cognitively see. There was a certain atmosphere of chaos combined with energy that promoted a response to chant. Soon the girl would intoxicate herself and perhaps stay here forever, unless something else happen. Because she was a guest no one invited, the girl somehow found her way into the crowd unnoticed, with few exceptions. There were eyes observing her that she could not notice, with horrifying intentions. It was when she reached for the spirits, she was meet with rejection.
There was a sudden sound and the girl was looking around trying to find what has happened. It resembled a glass hitting the ground near where she was standing but there was no shards to be found. Additionally, from this close distance one could surely suffer the impact on their body, which the girl did not. Renko was unaware why this happened, or how, so she simply followed her trance into the next drink. But there was something preventing that cause of action, similar to a stimulation resembling the one from the bridge. Was there a person inviting me to dance, or perhaps offering me a cup, the girl was thinking as she stopped still. For a second the lights were turned off, showing darkness anywhere you would look but one spot that was lit in red. The fear was the only air in the motionless world of that instance, filling the soul of the poor girl. Because something was holding her hand, she tried to make a jump and force the grip to loosen. Despite her best effort in that attempt, Renko only managed to fall onto the ground, messing her clothes up. It was a little awkward looking but she kept on trying to escape, as she crawled on the ground, alas no to effect. The stranger then pulled the girl back up with small effort, and wanted to start conversing with her. However, the person in the clutch was not willing to comply with their mouth or their body. In this situation the figure decided release the hold and instead, by using both of the hands, shoved the girl away into another shape who caught her. This process repeated, despite of the protests of mind and hands of the girl. She was treated like a ball in a children's game between players who were acting as if they are unaware of what were they playing with. Such inhuman act should not come unpunished, Renko was thinking as she tripped and fallen on her face. She felt like the collision caused enough damage that her nose and forehead was bleeding, though it was more of a placebo effect than reality. As she stood up, with shaking and tired legs, the girl clenched her firsts and delivered a punch in the direction of someone close to her. There was impact and the hit surely connected, confirmed by the reaction that she felt on her hand. Since this was dream, the girl was acting without thinking, and even if the course of this action was to cause even greater pain, this was the right thing to do, she thought. Her anger was boiling and her determination was admirable but also in vain. There was no change in the stranger's position, nor any harm was dealt. It was either her strength that was lacking or that the adversary was above her abilities. In any case, she was determine to try again and again, as she took a step back to strike. However, as she were prepared to attack, her defence did not anticipate anything. The next second all she could feel was the hurt all over her body and that she is currently on the ground without having the energy to stand up. Her limbs gave up on trying as her head told her not to open her eyes because of the pain. Only when she tried to say something she realised that in her current position she was a easy prey for the group around her. But that was of minor importance for her, because she decided not to give up and instead strive her high valued integrity. The words she decided to release from her coughing mouth deeply angered the crowd around her, as they started to curse and kick her defenceless body until she passes out. The ribs, stomach, her thighs and head all received equal distribution of pain. One hit after another her light was giving out, darkening her minuscule senses that were still left. Soon she started reflecting upon if her decision was right or not. Perhaps if she played along, the aggressors would not cause her that much suffering. Would that be a better fate than this, she thought. Before stopping her mind to forget about her conciousness, Renko decided that keeping solidity was the right choice in the end, that if she ever woke up again she could not neglect it. Perhaps there was also something else that helped her in that judgement.
