The Borderland. The border between life and death. Was it real, or a shared psychosis they all experienced from being hit at the same time? A shared world where they literally fought for survival- for their lives. The deaths, injuries, etc. in The Borderlands mirrored the ones the people suffered when the meteorite hit in the real world.

The few survivors weren't in Shibuya anymore. Shibuya was in ruins after the meteorite. They were all in a hospital. A strange phenomenon was that all the meteorite survivors, the patients, seemed to have odd senses of familiarity towards each other. Like they knew each other but couldnt remember how or why. They'd met in The Borderland, but once they completed all the games, they came back to the real world by choice. Not knowing their memories of The Borderland would be erased.

She was in her own bed, sharing a room with two other survivors. On her right was Chishiya- a stoic, detached, apathetic and unemotional guy. He was a doctor, now a patient, a gash in his side and chest. On her left, mostly secluded by the curtain, was Niragi- an unhinged, vulgar and hyperactive guy. He was covered in bandages, his whole body burnt. His skin no longer smooth- but he wasnt burnt to the point of needing skin grafts.

Its been a few days. They chatted a lot. Chishiya a little less, only ocassionally stating his own opinion. Niragi was chatty despite his situation being a bit more critical than theirs. Sometimes chatty in the wrong ways. They all seemed to share a strange sense of familiarity towards one another. She recognised their voices and faces and some mannerisms bit she didnt know how or why. She didnt remember them, she only recognised them. And vice versa. It was heart-aching, for some reason. Like her body remembered and knew, but she herself didnt.

Its morning. They got their usual morning meal in bed, so they were sitting up, as much as they could, and eating. It was oddly and unusually quiet this morning, though.