A/N: small time skip.
Brown Wutaiian eyes lazily opened. Met with darkness their owner reached out to his side to turn on the light on the bed side table. The arm met with a wall, feeling to the other side met with another. Reaching up met with a third.
A box?
Noting the angles of the 'box' created a conclusion.
A coffin
But why? He had only been asleep... No, not sleep.
The memory of what happened came flooding back.
An argument.
A gun shot.
And a fade to black.
He was killed?... No that would be impossible. He was alive right now, wasn't he? The shot must have been a non-fatal shot that had just knocked him out for a while... But why then put him in a coffin. The girl and the Turk may have been fools, but they should be smart enough to tell the difference. If they were worried about prosecution they could have just killed him while he was unconscious.
Maybe he had been killed.
His mind briefly flitted back to what he'd planned for the Turk. Lu' must have decided to steal those notes and use his brilliance to get herself to the top.
Judging his current position she didn't think it worked.
Fool girl probably didn't even read the notes properly.
No matter.
Seeing as the coffin was not crushed to oblivion meant that the coffin was above ground or that it was buried in a very shallow grave. Lucrecia was debatably not stupid enough for the second possibility.
A heavy shove to the lid shifted the coffin open. However the lid moved more easily than expected and was thrown off the main box, slightly chipping the already scratched, dark lacquered wood. The coffin was a simple old style with no hinges on the lid. Considering the style and material of which the lid was made, it was surprisingly light and had moved easily… Too easily.
Hojo groggily stood up and stumbled to where the battered lid had fallen. Upon examination he noticed the hard wooden lid had some nails stuck in its surface.
He 'shouldn't' have been able to move it.
But he had.
Why?
How?
A/N: Just a short chapter, laptop died… Big computer has too many distractions from writing.
I'll probably edit and re-write this later.
