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Day 1

So. I'm dead. I remember everything about it but I almost can't accept it. As we're moving I really began to study Rai. His every feature practically screams: Mystery Man. I mean, I don't know anything about this guy. For all I know he could've been the one who killed me! No. I can't think like that. I need to trust this guy no matter how strange he may be. It was sunny out but I felt no warmth. It was always the same. Being dead really isn't what I expected it to be.

I looked at the timer on my hand that had appeared after the text. 10:26. I sighed. This was easy…Too easy. "Hey Rai?"

"Hm?" He answered.

"Do the Reapers ever confront people physically?" I asked.

"For the last time 'Slash'" He put an emphasis on Slash. "NO." It was true that I had asked him several times. I looked at the timer again. 8:51. I took a deep breath and let it out. I checked in my pocket and surprisingly my IPod was still in there. I stuck in the earphones and turned on my favorite song.

A few minutes later we made it to Towa Records. "Well that was easy." I said making me sound stupid.

"Of course it was easy idiot. It's the first day." Rai told me, sounding angry.

"I was just saying…" I looked to my left and turned pale. Player after Player was being erased by the Noise. I knew I couldn't do anything but…I just couldn't stand to see something like that happen especially after…No. I promised myself I would never think about that again. Yet…It kept coming back to me. I was 10. My little sister and I were driving to the fair with our parents. Then there was that horrible scrunching noise. When I woke up I was at the hospital. After a few days I was well enough to move but…The doctors hadn't told me the bad news. My sister, dad, and mom were all killed in the crash. We had gotten hit from the side by a drunk driver. The glass in the windows shattered and killed them almost instantly. I had my head down, coloring a picture I made. When they told me…I didn't cry. I didn't do anything. I was too shocked. Since then I had been bouncing around different foster homes until I found a hopefully permanent one here in Shibuya with an old couple.

I felt like crying. But I didn't. I ran out of tears long ago. I keep my emotions on the inside. Since we had time left over we went in and we combined our money to buy a guitar for me. We went out after that and found that we were surrounded by Noise. I took the guitar out of its case. It was a sleek, black, Les Paul. I played a small low note to start. Then I stuck the pin on it and the pin acted as an amplifier. As I began launching into a full guitar solo the Noise began disappearing one by one. Note by note I began feeling what I had felt back when I had been on stage with my band. I moved my fingers over the rough, metal, strings, slowly losing all other distractions. As I played the last note all of the Noise had been erased and Rai was clapping. Only a little bit but it was better than nothing.

We sat there for who knows how long until I began to feel a slight, dizzying, sensation. I closed my eyes for what I thought would only be a moment. Little did I know, this day had come to a close.

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