He hears the screams before anything else, something burning into his lungs as he stares at you, Dazai. Watching you run towards him with eyes full of fear, lips moving but he hears nothing. The world begins to tilt and for a moment, he opens his lips to speak only for nothing to escape.
He senses something fooling beneath him as he attempts to clear his mind, he suddenly feels a chill, cold beyond anything he thought he’d experience in the dead of summer.
You, Dazai, kneel beside him, grabbing his shoulder as you speak.
“Stay with me.”
It’s funny you'd say that. Where else would he go if not by your side? He tries to laugh only for his chest to burn, a ticklish feeling in his throat as a cough escapes. Something else drips down his chin and he notices.
Blood. It was everywhere, pooling beneath him, dripping down his chin and coating him in red.
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