You were sitting on the ground.

Lost.

"Why.. Why... Why.. Why why why why WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY!!!" Your hands unconsciously gripped your head, as if about to explode from lack of comprehensive senses. Others looked at your way once, with a saddened look, and immediately had to tend elsewhere.

You crawled towards Satoru's decapitated body, shakily holding his arm, and continued to drown in endless despair.

A despair pulling your loved one in to a harsh realm.

And then, you finally said it. The words that you'd much rather lick from a knife.

"Come back, please."

Whooosh! You got startled as the arm you were holding suddenly morphed into a gooey essence, swirling with Satoru's deceased body. Your sobs stopped, horrified as his body shrunk into a giant swirl of utter blackness, consuming him entirely. You were scared to reach out and grab him, if it pulled you in, or hurt Satoru.

Blue eyes looked at you, sucked in a pale, bloodless, lifeless body, blinking as the rest of the blackness disappeared from him.

Your hand touched his skin, cold and soft, and he blinked again, with such dead eyes.

Satoru came back to you.

As a curse.