The Month of No Gods


Chapter Seventeen: Kadota:


I have no idea what is going on. I have been seeing strange things around work. Not just there too. It’s all over the city. There is Celty, Shizuo, the Dollars, and others thing already. But, this is different.

I have a bad feeling.

I had noticed it for quite some time, but after Seiji went missing, I couldn’t keep quiet anymore. Plus, apparently Mikado is a tadpole. He freaked out when Seiji started asking questions. Masaomi had to go between him and Chiharu. Speaking of Chiharu, she just licked up my blood from off the ground out of nowhere. She looked like a wild animal when she was done. No one dared to move. Anri was about to walk over and touch her.

“Don’t!” Mika shouted. Anri took a step back and turned her head. Chiharu started panted like an injured beast. I really couldn’t figure out what was going on.

The next day felt so quiet. I couldn’t get out everything that I heard and seen from last night. When I got up, something told me not to open the curtains in my room. I couldn’t be certain about the reason why.

Then, my phone rang.

“Hello?” I asked.

“Kadota-san?” a woman’s voice asked on the other line. Despite her voice coming through in a whisper, I already knew who it was. Even so, a confused look came over my face.

“Non?” I asked. “What’s the matter? Why are you whispering like this?” She paused for a moment.

“I think something is wrong with Rocchi,” Non said.

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“It’s hard to say, but I don’t think he’s been himself lately,” she said. “Um… I can I meet up with you somewhere?”

“Okay, sure,” I said.

“Thank you so much,” Non whispered. There was another pause over the line. “He’s coming back now. I have to go.” She hung up before I could get in another word. I looked at my phone. Weird…

My phone rang again.

“Hello?” I asked again. All I could hear on the other line was static.

“Hello?” I asked a third time. Somebody tried to speak through the static, but I couldn’t make out who it was.

“I can’t hear you,” I said. “Who is this?” The voice turned into to screaming over the static.

“What are you saying? Who are you?” I asked as I struggled to listen. The line went dead. I was about to try to redial the number when my phone rang again.

“Hello?” I asked. This time, I got a clicking noise over the phone. That was followed by static, something like a death rattle, and then the line went dead again. I stared at my phone. Usually, I would’ve just chalked this up to being a prank call and forgetting about it. But something about this last two calls didn’t feel right. Was it a wrong number? Was it even the same person?

My phone buzzed and this time it was a text from Saburo.

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