DuraOninininini! Dear You, Chapter 2 (part 1)
It has been so long! I'm sorry this isn't much, but I've kind of fallen out of Durarara! for a while, but am trying to get back into it slowly. I swear I haven't given up on this story, and might post more in the next few days. Also, this is where my story starts to diverge from my other version of DuraOnininini!
"A... shattered bowl?..."
Celty had been down four consecutive hallways before she finally came across what appeared to be the main kitchen of the house.
She had entered the room to complete her task at hand, closing the metal door behind her. Upon stepping in, she had soon after felt and heard crunching beneath her foot. Looking down, she saw a ceramic bowl(("He didn't mean a plate, he meant a BOWL" sorrynotsorry)) that had either been crushed or thrown, and considering the loud sound she had came in there because of, she had no reason to conclude that it was the former.
She then stepped up toward the counter top where she assumed it had to have came from, coming to the conclusion that there might have been somebody, or something, else in the house afterall. Even so, she brushed that thought aside, while trying to ignore the cold chills currently running up her spine and quickly turned, opening the door to leave the room, now making her way to return to the front of the building. However, when she finally made it there, everybody was gone.
"Did they leave?... Just great. Well, I guess I should leave too, though..." Celty regrettably thought, making her way to the door to try to open it. However-
"Huh?" she couldn't even get it to budge.
"That's strange... There's no door knob or anything... Guess I'll just have to find another exit or something..."
As Celty thought that, she started to turn around and as she did, she thought she sensed something in the far off area of her vision, but when she looked, if someone or something was there, it was gone now. Maybe she just imagined it.
Black shadows flowed from her neck in a way that suggested she was sighing, revealing that she was more tense than she thought she was. "I'm probably just exhausted. That has to be it, but Shinra is still gonna get it big time for bringing me here!..."
Mentally sighing, she decided she would have to look around a bit in case they hadn't left, since she couldn't open the door anyway. First place she walked towards was the area where she saw the figure. It wasn't like she could be killed, right?
Upon walking across the room and rounding the corner, however, much to her discomfort, she, once again, saw the same silhouette as before, before it disappeared into a room at the end of the hall. It was next to impossible to make out, seeing as how dim the lighting was. As she approached the door, the same sensation as before returned, and it became worse and more unbearable with each step. She felt like if she turned around something would be standing there, even though she could see to a farther range than normal humans. So she could only bring herself to move forward. It might not be a typical person's logic, but this wasn't a typical situation for her.
Celty refused to be detoured, and approached the door, opening it after a brief moment of hesitation. She felt a chill run through her body when the sensation disappeared and she looked in what she realized was the bathroom, seeing nothing in there. She briefly wondered if the light would work, and was astounded when it did. Why was there power if this was an abandoned building? There must have been somebody living here.
All the more reason she probably needed to find a way out as soon as possible. However, as she began to step out of the bathroom, her foot kicked something, causing it to cling against the ground. Bending down, though still cautious of her surroundings and without a doubt on edge, she noticed there was a key on the ground. She began to wonder if there was some kind of unknown force in this house, afterall. She was sure that if there was, it was playing with her and testing her before it would finally make it's move.
It disgusted her, but scared her at the same time. This was easily puting a more uneasy feeling in her stomach than Izaya ever had, because she couldn't predict or guess the limits it might go, if, in case, it wasn't a human, which she couldn't deny was possible anymore, since whoever or whatever she had followed in here had completely disappeared. Unless she had imagined it or something...
Either way, she decided that was reason enough she needed to find everybody. Picking up the key, she glanced at it and put it into a pocket made of shadow, before hurrying out of the room and back towards the entrance.
She now turned to make her way up the stairs.
A/N: Please throw at me any suggestions you have. I'm kind of half asleep and didn't feel like procrastinating on writing more.