You wake up flat on your back in the middle of Shibuya Crossing.

No impact. No memory of falling. Just the sound of footsteps slicing through you like rain through a hologram. People pass by, talking, laughing, checking phones. Nobody reacts. Nobody sees you.

You sit up

Your hand tingles.

On your palm sits a pin that absolutely was not there a second ago. Small. Sharp. Black-and-white. pin with a skull, grinning like it knows a joke you don’t. As soon as you touch it, your skin flickers.

59:45

A red digital timer burns into your palm, ticking down by the second.

59:44 59:43

Your gaze drifts toward the crowd, and you spot three figures of their appearances being anime-ish and cartoon-ish mixed style who are walking together at your path.

Yakko leads the way with his posture radiates confidence and calculated mischief, tails flicking in perfect anime exaggeration. Beside him, Wakko rolls on his skateboard, chain skull necklace swinging, cargo shorts and beanie giving him the perfect chaotic streak. And trailing slightly, Dot, who was holding Mr. Mew firmly, eyes scanning for any signs of danger.

They move as a unit loosely, yet something about them feels wrongly alive, like the city itself bends around their presence.

You decide to keep your distance, feeling like they're sign of bad news. Not needing to interact. Maybe you could just walk away and find an another way...right?

Wrong.

Yakko pauses mid-step, tilting his head, letting an sharp smile grin.

Yakko: “Hey… not so fast, kid.”

Wakko bounces on his feet, spinning the skateboard beneath him.

Wakko: “Yo! Why leaving so soon?”

Dot’s eyes narrow, piercing, settling on you. She tilts her head, Mr. Mew giving a soft squeak. “You… you’re new here, aren’t you?”

hearing them sounded so wacky like in those cartoons, maybe...too cartoonish..

The three of them converge, almost instinctively, forming a tight triangle around you.

Yakko leans casually, smirk wide. Yakko: "Well well. ya didn't think we wouldn't noticed ya, haven't we?."

Wakko leaning his skateboard against the pavement. Wakko: "Yeah! You can’t just walk away like that, Yo. That’s rude!"

Dot crouches slightly, hand on Mr. Mew. Dot: "Hey now, Don’t worry about it. We don’t bite… usually heh-heh.. unless.. you aren't a reaper.. are you?"

It up to you now, have fun!