-Day 6-
Yui was feeling relaxed to the fact the effluance was dimnishing. She let a heartfelt sigh escape her mouth. She was sitting on her bed, her knees grinding beneath her weigh. Her blazer jacket was tousled across the bed, and the bows of her uniform was slackened. Her shoes were neatly placed on the floor beside her bed. No, she didn't get attacked.
She finally drew her legs away from her butt, letting them relieve with herself. The first thing to do was to peel off those white knee socks from her feet. She then folded the socks in her hands, and turned them in eachother. After that, she went up to her wardrobe. She picked out her usual white nightgown and placed it on her bed. After disrobing from her school uniform, she wore her nightgown. For a moment, she thought about how she felt quite glad that it was its own pure white color again, in a reason which she had no idea either. She folded her uniform and placed it into a certain shelf of the wardrobe. She closed the wardrobe. She also didn't forget to turn off the lights
Now it was time to slide under the sheets. She climbed onto her bed, and pulled the sheets over her chest. With no hesitations, she closed her eyes. She soon drifted to sleep.
"Don't you ever think you can relieve so easily."
Yui's eyes abruptly opened to meet another darkness. The only brightness was The-Person-Right-Inside-Beneath-Her-Skin, standing right in front of her.
"It's you again!" Yui cried breathily.
"Yes, it's me…" the purple-haired woman nodded with her malicious grin.
"Why are you messing with me?!" Yui asked impatiently after staring at her smile. "Who are you? What is your name?"
The woman smiled, unknown whether if it's disdain or not. But it seemed like it. "Oh honey, it's not that important really. But you will understand that later…"
"W-wait wha-"
She disappeared out of sight, leaving Yui alone with question marks, on her knees.
Then suddenly, Yui felt something inside her throat. Burning. She caressed her throat with one hand.
"Hggnn…"
Her back hunched with the pain that crawled from her throat to her face.
(everywhere…)
She scratched her face.
(anytime…)
"It hurts…" Yui whimpered gutturally. A pang happened on each pang on her face. It felt like her skin was bubbling up or get torn open by a knife. Her face might become a wrack.
(you will fear…)
It hurt so bad.
(you will break…)
She wanted the darkness to be devoured away by an invisible vacuum, and ensure her to believe that the furniture was still here. Her own room…the same people she knows…
(you will be abandoned…)
No, make it stop, she begged, shaking her head in disapproval. Somebody had to wake her up.
(for all this…)
All of a sudden, there was a silence in her heartbeats. Like everything was paused by a remote control…
(…you will ascend.)
(Enough!)
Yui gasped awake. She noticed that her hand was hovering. And floated on the air, was a handglass which belonged to her. Her shock doubled up, staring at the mirror that reflected her horrified expression. Her shrinked pupils…
(ughhh please don't let this be a dream again)
She turned her head. Everything was still painted in a darker shade. Then back at the handglass.
(what time is it, it seems pretty late)
She raised up in her bed. Her hand lowered down. Her orbs shrinked to see that the mirror was hanging on the air, even though her hand wasn't reaching out.
No, she already was sure that the power was coming from her. It did made her uneasy, too.
She managed to bother to leave her cozy bed. She looked up at the wall clock on the left wall.
(ohhhhno, it sure is pretty late!)
The cold was stabbing her flesh. She held her arms. Shivering and back hunched, her face as pale as a zombie with wide open eyes and small pupils, she slowly paced back to her bed.
She promptly pulled the warm sheets over her body to shield against the rushing cold. Shivers panged in her spine, to soon soothe again.
After adjusting her body into the warmth of her bed, she thought, her sleep abandoned her. The handglass already was not floating anymore, she heard it's voice when she turned around from the clock.
(oh God, please just let this all be over, please let it all be a dream, please repel this woman away from me please)
She soon closed her eyes again. Her body and soul easily drifted to slumber.
