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Note from author: I do NOT own the rights to Higurashi no naku koro ni. This is a FREE fan fiction.
Also, the next stories will contain violence, gore, and a variety of disturbing occurrences that one would expect from Higurashi no naku koro ni. Even if it doesn't seem like there could ever been any, there will be. Just FYI.
Now that that is out of the way, I'll tell you what this is going to be. This story is a continuation from the final episode of Higurashi no naku koro ni kia. The story will take place about 26 years after June 1983.
I hope you enjoy.
Higurashi no naku koro ni
Prologue
Japan, Hinamizawa
May 1984
It was quiet. It was always quiet when she came here. The room was small, with medical equipment using most of the space. In the center of the room was a bed, where Satoshi lay. He had been there for almost three years. To the left of the bed, there was most of the monitoring equipment. To the right, there was a window to the hallway. Next to the bed sat Shion Sonozaki.
Shion had brought a local paper with her to read to Satoshi. That was all she could really do. Satoshi was under sedation, so he couldn't talk. Shion just hoped that he could hear her. Sometimes during her visits she would bring a book or a paper to read. Other times, she would just talk to him about how she had been or on how Satoshi's sister, Satako was doing.
It had been almost two years since she discovered where Satoshi had disappeared to. Ever since then, she had come to see Satoshi regularly. She did have to keep it secret though. She had promised Doctor Irie that she would not tell anyone about Satoshi, especially from his sister. The only other person who knew about this was Kasai, her assistant.
Before Satoshi has disappeared three years ago, Shion had promised Satoshi that she would take care of Satako. At that time, she had no idea that this would happen.
She just hoped that one day the boy she loved would come back. But Dr. Irie and Takono had no idea had to do that. What if, she thought, if he was like this for the rest of his life? Could I go on without him? She tried to think if it could do that, but she couldn't see herself without him. Tears started to form in her eyes. "Satoshi…" she began as the tears started to fall. "Please come back, Satoshi".
Just then there was a change in the beeps from one of the consuls. Dr. Irie came running into the room. "What is it?" Shion asked, her eyes still moist from her tears. The doctor looked at the monitor. "I'm sorry, but I am going to have to ask you to leave now." Shion was about to object, but Irie interrupted her. "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to him while you're gone." Shion walked out the door, where Kasai was waiting for her.
Irie had heard of people in comas responding to a familiar voice, but this situation was different. Satoshi's behavior before he was put under was of extreme paranoia, so extreme that he believed everything around him was trying to kill him. But these readings… They are closer to normal. Could Satoshi be recovering?
Irie spend two hours examining Satoshi. It appeared that Satoshi was beginning to stabilize mentally. He had been doing tests on Satoshi ever since he had arrived here. In all that time, Satoshi had never produced readings like the ones now. They were not completely normal, but compared to his previous results, they were much closer to normal. But what caused it? the doctor thought. Was it one of the treatments? Was it Shion's visits?
"I need to get help with this" Irie said as he left the room. But from who? He thought. After Takono recovered, she had left to face her judgment from "Tokyo". "Tokyo" was going to be ending the project soon, and with the events from two years ago, he doubted they would renew their funding. Without any resources, he might not be able to help Satoshi or anyone else who enters level 5. Thankfully, Takono was allowed to continue on this project, so he still had her help. But in the time since then, they haven't figured out anything that could produce the brain activity that Satoshi just displayed.
Irie continued down the hall until he came to his office. He opened the door and walked in. On his desk, there were some envelopes. "So the mail is here." He sat down and started to go through the pile of envelopes. Suddenly, he stopped. "What is this?"