Prologue

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"I've certainly seen stranger things," Koume said as she rubbed her broken knee.

"Yeah, stranger things have happened.," her friend Alex replied.

"Shut up Alex. You live such a mundane life, how would you know about strange things?" Alex's sister, Ronda, replied.

The three of them were sitting by themselves on the darker end of the cafeteria.

"Why can't they keep this end of the cafeteria light up right?" Koume wondered out loud.

The other two went on like they hadn't heard.

"Huh, well what about the time I saw those lights in the sky huh?

That sounds like what happened to Koume here! Huh? HUH!?!"

"Alex. Shut up. That was a helicopter on a cloudy night. Not a spaceship."

"But it was too fast to be a helicopter! And it's lights! They were purple, purple, PURPLE!"

"ALEX. It was cloudy. It had red lights. I was there. You can't lie to me."

"What about its speed? You can't say nothing against that! And it still had purple lights, lights, LIGHTS!"

"That's it! I am sitting somewhere else!" Ronda stated as she stood up and began to walk away from the table.

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Koume walked home from her high school. The sun was big and red, and right in front of her.

She had to look down at the ground as she walked.

The students in her class were being made to stay an extra hour after classes after an incident

involving spray paint, burglary, and a poodle.

Everyone hated it, including Koume, but she also knew that justice was being done to the guilty students.

"It's satisfying isn't it?" a voice from in front of her said. Koume stopped walking and looked up.

There was a man on a motorbike in front of the store to the front of her.

His face was shrouded by the light of the sun. "You enjoy knowing that someone's getting what they deserve, don't you?" he said.

Koume resumed walking away from him. She heard the bike start up. "Don't worry, it's only natural.

Justice is being done, right? You should feel this way." She didn't look up.

The bike passed her and slowed down to her speed just in front of her.

She looked up and looked right back down, but still couldn't see his face.

"But let's talk about something more comfortable. You had a little incident last night, didn't you?"

Surprised, she halted looked up. He had stopped the bike.

"Who are you, and how did you know abut that?" she asked.

"I'm looking for the man who pushed you, last night you know. I need to find him."

"No-one was there; no-one pushed me. I just fell."

"Are you so sure? Nothing else happened, did it?"

Koume had had enough. She ran forward and past him without giving him a glance.

She looked for a place to hide, and entered the nearest gas station. He didn't follow her.

After a few minutes, she peeked out. He was gone.