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It's one of those times I'm roaming through the city. It's cloudy, not so dark though. It ain't reminiscent of night or of storms, just, darker than sunny. I walk towards somewhere I don't truly reckon, and in the way there's this tall man with a big knife. I face him and somehow I manage to pass through the situation this time. It seemed like a robber, but he's bleeding profusely through the side of his neck.
I managed to make that knife DELVE into the area between neck and shoulders. He won't be a problem.
Walking through the city again, I see a girl with a sword. She feels like a weird encounter, not a robber. But she dashes in my direction and despite not recalling her words, I know she wants me dead. I miraculously get to wound her, not sure if a mortal wound, but she is unable to follow me.
I start moving to a friend's house. I know I'm nearby and maybe I could meet him. At a distance I see some sort of barbeque party, his building now looks more like a house and there's people partying but I can't get there. Not sure why, it's like I can see them but at the same time I can't, for they aren't on my view range. I just, know they are somewhere. I try leaving without being noticed by the people nearby the other blocks.
From this point on, the memories show that I'm moving using my arms, as if my arms were stretched. I grab the floor and pull myself, making short dashes, beastly. I see a fence around me in an area I know I shouldn't be, and by standing there the spotlights are going to be upon me, I panic. This wasn't what I meant by leaving unnoticed. Pulling myself and jumping I leave the area, there's a big grass field between residential areas. I move on a stone road put above the grass.
Two guys appear before me, they speak fast. They're there mocking me, and perhaps they also want to take my things away. I try to avoid 'em, but soon her figure is made seen. Her sword slashes a torso deeply, making a surge of blood paint the stones and grass. I run.
The other guy seems to run after me, but he becomes irrelevant, I dodge holes on the ground while using my arms to move. There's a group of youngsters nearby, I get closer and start asking for help. She makes way through bodies. I don't know how many died, possibly not many. But my back meets the ground, and soon comes her.
A menacing presence, and this time I feel fear escalating through my thoughts. Amidst the screams and rampage, the blade misses me as I dodge sideways, kicking her right leg. The anticlimactic unfolding of events brings me courage and I grab her sword while throwing her body on the floor.
I urge the crowd to hit her, and they start to kick and stomp her. The sword then makes its way through her stomach. And there she finds her end.
I start moving home, always pulling my body in short dashes. The floor under me seems to change into newspapers. I see news passing in glimpses as if the ground had some sort of projection on it. As if time passed by while I moved, and ultimately, I see myself at a fence. All those youngsters are back.
They block my way, making a line parallel to the fence. They are happy though, and they want me to see someone. Feeling the blood running away from my face, I recognize the girl.
She's there, now wielding two swords. The arms open sideways, with the blades making her silhouette continuous and dreadful. I feel something.
In the blink of an eye, I realize it.
I move forward, and hug her. For some bizarre reason, it only feels right that we should be together. She seems glad, yet surprised. She hugs back.
The screen cuts to some sort of vignette. It's night.
A night at a house with a small door and a friendly couple inside. They seem to have animal traits, yet I recognize them as friends I know. We talk to them, and by we I mean the group of youngsters and her. We remain outside the door, which does not allow us to pass by walking. There's a baby being taken care by the woman, while the man works.
And under these cozy yet weird circumstances, I'm taken back.