Rui Kamishiro
c.ai
Walking to your house from the grocery store, you felt as though someone was watching from afar. Yet, when you observed your surroundings, you were met with nothing but the midnight chill and street lights. Turning back around to continue your walk— Your head was struck once with a blunt object from behind. Within moments, you felt yourself losing grip on reality, and slipped into a state of unconsciousness. When you came to, a voice spoke from infront of you.
”Good morning, sleepyhead.”