Halo Twenty-One: Memories:
As the days leading up to the final gate opening, more memories started to come back. Mikado and his friends felt it the worst. They have felt it before but these waves came much stronger. Crushing, almost suffocating. It happened without warning. Mikado and his friends couldn’t stop it. The best that they could do was to ride it out.
It happened ten days before the gate was opened.
I am starting to have visions again.
I had this one last night.
I found myself sitting in a police interrogation room. I thought moments before, I was at Mikado’s apartment again. We might have been asleep when there was a knock on the door. I opened it and found a police officer standing outside. He wanted to see me and asked me to come with him down to station. We didn’t know what was going on. I went with them quietly. Mikado was the one who suggested that I do so.
“What’s going on?” Anri asked. I shook my head uncertain.
“Just go,” Mikado whispered. I could tell by his tone that this already happened. Something told me that it would be in my best interest to comply.
I sat that police interrogation room for what felt like hours. At first, they left me alone. I couldn’t figure out what was going on. Part of me hoped that it didn’t have anything to do with Saki. I hadn’t been able to reach her all day. I shut my eyes. Please don’t let it be what I think it is. Please don’t let it be what I think it is.
I looked up when I heard the door open. A detective in a white shirt and brown pants walked inside. I couldn’t hear what we were saying to each other. But I did know what he was talking about.
But then he came out and said it. It felt like a jack boot to the face.
“Cut the bull shit,” he said. “We know you killed Mikajima Saki last night. Come out and say it already!” I stared at him with big eyes.
“Wait… she’s dead?” I asked.
“Don’t play dumb,” that detective said. “Just confess!”
“I didn’t kill her!” I shouted.
“We have you on camera walking up to your girlfriend’s apartment,” he said. “Just tell the truth!”
Only, they weren’t sure it was me. They had the footage of a guy walking up the stairs to my apartment. From behind it looked like me. Put from the front and side, the camera would glitch out, blocking out the face.
“That isn’t me,” I said. “I was with my friends all night. You can ask them I you don’t believe me.” I wasn’t sure that he believed me or not. I couldn’t look at the bloody crime scene photos of Saki. I think about threw up when I saw pictures of her face beaten in. She had been stabbed several times. It wasn’t enough for the killer to stab her. They had to bash her face in because they that she was too pretty even in death.
I had to turn my head and vomit when that detective shoved the picture of her bashed-in face in my face. By morning, the police had to let me go. I didn’t know what to do with myself afterwards.
I still shutter when I think about it. I don’t know if this is all real or not. It would be foolish to think not.
“Masaomi? Masaomi?” I heard back in reality. I about jumped at the sound. Saki stared at me with a puzzled look on her face.
“Are you feeling okay?” she asked. I sat across from her, blinking for a moment. Saki frowned as she tilted her head.
“Uh… yeah, yeah, yeah,” I lied. “I’m fine.” My girlfriend gave me a strange look. I wasn’t sure if she believed me or not. Whether she did, Saki didn’t say.
I wanted to believe that was end of that. But that wasn’t true, was it?
I am changing again.
I have not eaten in five days. But I am not hungry. Still, that doesn’t stop my friends from being worried about me.
“You’re not hungry again?” Masaomi asked. “Are you feeling okay?” I quickly looked up at him.
“Oh, I’m fine,” I said. Masaomi looked down at my plate.
“You haven’t touched your food,” he said. I looked down at my plate.
“Ah,” I said. I shoved away my plate. Masaomi’s eyes didn’t leave me.
“Is this another experiment being done on you?” he asked in a whisper. I couldn’t being myself to look at him.
“Oh…” Masaomi said in a low voice. It was all that I could do to keep from screaming.
That wasn’t the only problem on my hands.
I can’t let this all happen again. I am doing what I can to stop the End of Days. I have done this before. I am about to do this again.
But I cannot do this alone.
Kida-kun and Anri have done so much for me. I can’t risk dragging them further into this nightmare. I’m lucky they haven’t caught on fully yet. I don’t know how long that will last, considering…
I have seen her dying before. Anri’s life was slowly draining away because of all those drugs being pumped into her body. She hadn’t eaten in weeks. Her body started to reject the feeding tube placed in her body. Anri couldn’t cry anymore because of the pain. Though she couldn’t move too well, she could feel everything. She cried now because she missed her son, our son. They took him away as soon as he was born. Anri just wanted to hold her son one last time before she died.
But she never would.
I could not let that happen again.
I had a son. He looked so tiny in my arms. It became love at first sight. I couldn’t see his little eyes yet but I remembered that he smelt like tangerines. I had dreams of his future. I looked forward to taking him to the park and walking him to school. Mikado started to warm up to him as well. He was scared of our son at first. I couldn’t blame him to be honest. Tandeki and a group of witches from England were interested in the offspring of tadpoles. Mikado tried to hide my pregnancy but somehow word got out and I ended up in Rampo Biotech. It took Kadota, his friends, Celty, Shinra, and Mikado to try and get me back out. I gave birth to my son in a small hospital in the countryside.
I only got to hold him once.
Child Protection Services found us and took my son away. They declared us unfit parents. But Mikado-kun knew it was a lie. Somehow, Tandeki found us and took our son away for their own twisted purposes. Days later, they came and took me away. I was kidnapped in the middle of the night. My body hadn’t even fully recovered yet. (Giving birth to my son through a C-section took so much out of me.)
They placed me in a hospital-like room. They connected tubes in my arms and chest. I didn’t know what they were pumping into or draining from me. My body grew so weak. I didn’t know what was going on or what they were doing to me. The only thing I could think of was my son. Where was he? Was he okay? Would I ever see him again?
I would never get to see my son again. I ended up dying alone in that hospital room prison. Mikado wanted to marry when I got pregnant. I didn’t give him an answer until was too late.
I wanted to believe that this was all just a bad dream. But the more I think about, the more real it feels. It that is the case, I am really worried here.
She couldn’t form a rational thought in her head anymore.
Shinra and Shingen ended up taking her away to Yagiri Pharmaceuticals and stuffed her in the basement. They left her down here. Her body ached as her writhed in pain. She hadn’t fed in weeks. The staff didn’t bother to come down to see her.
Right now, she lay on the floor staring up at the white ceiling. Little sparks of images flashed in her head. She couldn’t connect them together.
A baby crying filled her ears. She could see nothing but blood. The smell made her want to vomit. A woman held a dead baby in her arms. Smoke made her nose curl. Ikebukuro looked dead around her. No one was in sight. All of her friends lay dead on the ground. Screaming ripped through the air. Angels running through the streets eating anyone in sight. The screaming grew worse. Static and blood blended together. Chiharu couldn’t breathe. Her eyes widened and her mouth was stretched open.
Her screaming could be heard from the first floor. The staff could only ignore her for the time being. This couldn’t go on for long. Something had to give.
And it would in three days’ time.
I had to see him again. Why did I call out to that man? I don’t even know who he is. I haven’t seen him before in my life either. But I felt like I have known him for a long time. Why did I feel so close to him? For some reason when I saw his face, I could feel my heart breaking. He couldn’t see my face but he knew who I was. I didn’t know why I told him that he needed to eat. I can’t understand what’s going on with me.
I turned over onto my side.
I had so many questions for him. That’s why I had to go out and see him again. I didn’t know what could probably tell me but I just had to know. I had to know the truth.
More memories would be coming back within those ten days before the final gate opened.