Sleepy...

That was the way I was feeling at that very moment . Why in the flying fuck was I awake again, that early in the morning ? Oh yeah,I remember now : that " DREAM " , or rather a nightmare to be more precise. Being taken away from my world and being implemented in what was a mere free pc game not even a day ago. Not even daring to repeat myself about what I've been through , what I've been seeing, hearing , feeling and all that weird shit. Damn, if only I knew that eating so much after having very few hours of sleep would get me into wanting to fall asleep right now, I would've stayed at home. Wait, of course I knew about all of this in the first place , it's a very human and normal reaction, so why wasn't I able to think about it earlier ? Guess I've been too caught in this whole situation, still bothering to think about others first and only caring about my self last. So much for an selfish guy...

The anger had disappeared little by little as I kept walking and wandering in the half empty streets, while listening to my phone's playlist in the meantime , through my hearphones. I do think that it might be the only reason as to why I'm still walking and awake, the sweet sounds of the deafening drums and the numerous and complex guitar solos of the various songs resonating in my head as well as the powerfull voices of the singers along with the lyrics , some of them being so important to me because I can see myself through them , just like I was facing a mirror with my whole story written on it with some sort of paint. The fast beat of hard rock making my blood pumping in sync with the rhythm , such a powerful feeling , I wonder if I could ever get rid or tired of it someday, somehow . Hah , probably not even in a thousand years , I yearn, I crave way too much for that specific style of music , even though there's not that many people who like this , or they wouldn't admit it openly, too afraid to be considered freaks or what else by their friends, relations or family alike. It's better to pretend being " normal ", liking the same shit as the others, the popular garbage completly devoided of meaning that you can hear everyday on the radio . After all , putting a mask is a very human thing to do , who am I to think I can fool the world , or you ? Let's be honest , I've been there before , and I still am , there's a loooong way for me to go down to a path where I can truly and fully accept myself , with all of my negatives .

I slowly come to a crossroad , my shoes scratching the ground at every footstep , as if I was barely able to stand , and on the verge of falling down, victim of my own weight, with not a single amount of strength left in my body to carry my half-dead carcass further. I push myself back against a wall nearby , and I simply let myself slide down until I end up sitted against the cold hard earth beneath me . I breathe deeply , in a succession of long inhalations before exhaling the carbon monoxyde my body had transformed from the oxygen all around me . I open slightly my mouth and I can feel the cold air surrounding me , and I can taste it somehow . What was at first a gentle breeze was now blowing a bit stronger than before , and probably due to the grey clouds over my head , it felt... heavy. Almost as heavy as my body was right now, but what surprised me the most was when I tasted said air more carefully , letting the tip of my tongue stick out between my teeth . The air had some kind of watery feeling about it , just as if rain was about to pour down on me and the world around me. So far in my memories I've never seen any raining day in the whole story of DDLC , so perhaps the world was taking more into consideration the way my world was working , which meant ...

Is this world evolving somehow ? Does is start picking random elements from my home and implement them so it would feel all the way more realistic than a simple game or simulation ? Does this forsaken computer had something to do about all of this ?

I slowly close my eyes and I begin to think again about all I've managed to gather so far since my " awakening " . First off , I was in a world that wasn't mine , but for some reason, most of what my room my appartment and my stuff were still with me , meaning that it was some sort of way to say " Feel at home , yet you aren't " . Oh really funny, prankuter , really funny indeed . The addition of some elements like the alarm instead of my usual clock was throwing me a bit off guard , but overall that wasn't too much of an issue. Second thing, I was still able to contact the people in my world , but only in a written way , not vocally . That was a bit more of a pain in the ass, but I guess I could consider myself lucky enough to be able to still be connected to internet , and to an extent , my friends and family due to that . There were the pros and cons, obviously you can't have a nice thing without the shitty one that goes along , it would be all too simple and too perfect . Everyone would be happier and much more demanding if it was the case . It would basically be like winning a fully paid trip around the world without having to spend a single coin , every single day , again and again. Although becoming boring at some point, it would be nice at first before becoming more and more repetitive, and so less fun and enjoyable . The more you get , the more you want , the more you're unhappy , was that it ? I guess..

Damn , it seems I've been losing track of what I was originally thinking . Did I dozed off , even for a few seconds ? Have I lost touch with reality yet ? Heh , seems so , because I'm not even in MY reality to begin with , stupid question coming from a stupid guy . The more you try to be clever, the more you risk to make an idiot out of yourself. GG WELL PLAYED !

I slowly pull back my tongue in my mouth , and I shut it tight . Fuck sake , I just acted like one of the fucking reptiles I loathe so much. Fucking disgusting snakes . Hate isn't even a strong enough word to describe properly how I feel about those creatures.
Sure they didn't ask for being the way they are , just as we humans didn't really had a choice as to how we would look like at birth and further in life . You just so happen to build yourself with the choices you make , both physically and mentally with time , but in the beginning , we're almost all the same , we only change according to what our minds are telling us to or not to do . Well scratch that , I recently had an oppotunity of a lifetime, as many would call it , by " reshaping " myself from head to toe . Dunno how I should feel about it still , it's a weird feeling , kind of difficult to put words on it .

My eyelids are becoming more and more heavy with each passing second. It almost feels like I'm on the edge of falling asleep right here and there , in the middle of nowhere , in an empty street , in a world I know next to nothing about , with rain threatening to fall on me at any given moment . WONDERFULL , first I spill my guts out in a dream , next thing I know I'm sitting against a wall half-asleep , about to be showered by the almighty sky up above , with next to no strength left in me to stand up , or even remembering which way I came from , thus being unable to go back to my own home . Well , what a great way to start a new day in a new world , right ?

" Hey , you , a-are you okay ? Is there something wrong ? "

Great , now I can also hear voices out of nowhere. Seems like my mind is playing tricks on me. Just what I needed, a cherry on top .

" Do-Do you need help ? It will be raining soon, you shouldn't be staying here. "

" . . . Can't fucking move . . . No strength left . . . "

It's all I'm able to say before a chilling cold wind wrap itself around me, and I close my eyes going back to the world of dreams .

A warm feeling.

Something warm is over and all around me.

In the middle of the street where I fell asleep ? How could it be ?

I temptatively open my eyes enough to have a quick glance as to understand where I could be and where I am .

A sharp look to the left , right , up , and down at my body.

It would seem that I am in some sort of white room , at least the ceiling is white with a neon light over my head. The walls so far are also white , but covered in some porcelain shaped squares , the same as you would find in a bathroom or perhaps some hospitals.

As for myself , I seem to be lying in a bed with a warm and thick blanket on me. From what i can feel , I still do have my clothes on , as well as the hood of my hoodie covering my head and the upper half of my face . Good thing that I decided to buy this one rather than a smaller one , I hate what is too small to my liking . I like to keep my eyes and myself conceiled to a decent amount.
I mean I'm a secretive guy after all , I don't open myself to anyone or that easily. You can call that shyness, or being edgy or whatever the fuck , I don't care , I have my own way of doing things if it's not up to your taste , well you can fuck off .

I suddently have a urge to yawn, but if I do that , it will be obvious that I'm beginning to wake up ... Or maybe I could pretend to wanting more sleep , and faking it so I can have a bit more the luxury of learning where in the fuck I am , and who exactly had been ... I can't believe what I'm about to say but , who had been " nice enough " to carry me here . Ugh, I almost feel nauseous from the simple thought of someone doing a thing as reckless as to take care of a stranger in the middle of a street that early in the morning , and bring me to some sort of a shelter , which appears to be safe and away from the cold and the rain outside. Like hell I would ever do something like that , Hah ! Nice joke , really !

" Ha , I see that you are awake " says a heartwarming and sweet female voice .

Well , here goes down my plan on faking my sleep. Mayday mayday , I'm hit , and I'm falling fast . Demanding instructions ! Over !

Silence...

" FUCK ! "

If it wasn't for the blanket I have on me right now, you could say that my cover was blown away.

Did I seriously just made a pun that bad that I almost want to die right now ? Yes, i did ...

I guess having very few hours of sleep can make you do that without even realizing it. Such a shame ...

I then try to engage the conversation, or rather answering the call made by said female being that seemed to be not that far away.
But I have to do it in a way that doesn't give the person too much information about myself , just the right amount , not too much,
Not too little . I decide that if tactic number 40 it is then so be it. I manage to take a few seconds to concentrate , and letting my inner Uchiha out.

" Hn ! " I reply to the person who talked to me , apparently conscious that I had just woke up. The long forgotten Uchiha dialect of " Hn " was quite complex to get the hang of , but once you put enough conviction in it , it's a child's play to use.

" Well , you don't seem to be a talkative one it seems . That's too bad , I wanted to know what happened to you . One of our student found you earlier this morning laying out against a wall in a street near the school . You were apparently really exhausted , because you passed out just after she asked you if you were alright. "

I take some few seconds to process to this amount of knowledge I'm digesting as fast as I could. So far I know 3 things :
- Whoever this person is , it seems she is a female , and a nurse of some sort,
- She mentionned a student who found me in the street where I fainted due to my lack of sleep and it seems very plausible that said student either carried me here or had to resort to someone to help him/her ,
- Last thing, she just mentionned that I was near a school when I passed out. Either I'm wrong , either I had the urge to find the school where Sayori and the other girls are going to , leading me to a further extend , to the Literature Club.

" Hn ! " I answer once again , trying to keep as much as possible personnal informations about myself , while giving her a response,
showing that I took note of all the details she just gave me.

" Aaaaawww , you really don't like to talk , do you ? That's so sad I was eager to know you a bit better. I guess you can stay here and have a bit more rest until the end of the day. Maybe you'll be wanting to have a more friendly chit-chat after recovering completly, Ufufu~ ! "

" NANI ? " Was all my mind was able to say , while I had a vision of many well known memes showing just how much shocked I was after hearing that. Maybe I unconscioulsy widen my eyes without even realizing it due to my surprise . Who wouldn't be ?

" ... Hn... Thanks . " I say , barely more higher than a whisper, still confused about the situation I'm in.

" That's perfectly fine , don't worry ! Now have a nice rest so you'll have plenty of energy to spare afterwards , hehe~ " She says in the same sweet tone as before.

What in the fucking name of fuck is wrong with that woman or whoever she is ? Are the people in this world have been nuts from the get-go or what ? Maybe Dan Salvato and his team had managed to update the AI of the previously empty-minded characters that weren't even mentionned being part of this world to begin with . Who knows, that'll be a question for when I'll wake up , for now, I slowly roll off to the side and close my eyes once again, quickly falling asleep . It seems that it would have to be sleeping day today...