Chapter 9: City Of Chaos

"Hey, danks back dere." Ro said with a wag.

"No problem, Ro." I said. "I don't want you getting hurt."

"Um......" Ro started, jumping a log.

"What is it?" I questioned, curious.

"I wanted ta know sumting." Ro answered.

I stopped. "Go ahead."

"Well, I wanted ta know..." Ro started. "Why did you put on dat bandana?"

"Heh." I smirked. "It looks cool." Black was my color.

"Ah!" Ro smiled. "Hey, you not shiver anymore!"

"Yeah, you noticed?……Well, we better keep going." I stated, wishing to get out by dawn.

After walking further, Ro again asked a question.

"Uh, where are we going?"

"Well, first we'll get out of this forest, then we'll figure out what to do next." I answered.

We walked further.

"I shivered, too." Ro said out of the blue.

"Yeah? I kinda figured that." I recalled the time just a little while ago when Ro shivered on my bed.

Further.

"Dis is boring. I'm tired." Ro complained.

"Well, here's the exit, I think." I responded, seeing a sign. "Seems we're in Tokyo." The sign said: 'You are now leaving the Tokyo City Park. Have a nice day.'

"I'm outta here!" Ro said. With new energy, he ran out of the forest.

Silence.

"Ahhhh! Master! Come out here!"

"Ro?!" I ran as fast as he could. "What is-oh my word....."

As I joined Ro at the ridge overlooking Tokyo, I saw the worst carnage ever. Buildings crumbled, fires burning.....and there were people....no...creatures....everywhere.

'Wait…'. Everything looked like in my dream! Short of these creatures.........

"No…" I said under my breath. "This place.....all of this......"

"Huh?" questioned Ro.

"….This is....all...like my dream..." I clenched my fists. 'That scumbag! You did it!' I thought, thinking of the armored man. Why not? I could see that guy doing this….he was pure evil, after all.

"…What dream?" Ro responded.

"A dream...involving this destroyed city. What's going on?!" I was confused.

"..........." Ro turned suddenly, facing me. "Let's go in dere and ask people wat happened!" he said with a proud smile.

I looked at the dog. "Right….but first, we'll catch some Z's!"

"Hunh?" Ro whined, confused.

"Sleep. We'll sleep. Right over under that tree." I pointed to a large oak.

"You're wight…I'm sleepy…" Ro agreed.

After removing the backpack, I settled down on the hard ground beneath the tree. Ro streched out on my belly, and he dozed off almost instantly. I now realized that he was kind of heavy, and nearly my size. But I let him stay where he was.

It was then I felt sad. It was the helpless kind of sad, which can be the worst one. I thought about Mom and Dad….home….the things I knew. Would I ever see them again? Would I taste Mom's pancakes ever again? Would I hear Dad's rough but soothing voice?

I cried silently, thinking of the irony of actually wanting to have the same kids make the same jokes about me…wanting to hear the next creative sarcastic remark from Mr. Gerald…..

I cried myself to sleep.