Soumarukaji

An odd sense of anxiety hit me as the plane finally landed. It was an usual sensation, mainly due to the fact that until this moment I hadn't felt the least bit worried about travelling on my own. But now that we were touching down and the lengthy flight was coming to a close I felt a growing sensation, a tickle of fear in the back of my mind. "What are you doing, Ren?" I asked myself out loud, not quite sure of the answer. It had been a spur of the moment decision to go through with the trip even when my two friends had cancelled on me only a little while before the trip. Part of it was to not waste the money, sure, but I've never traveled

    I’d spent the last hour running.. Well, running in between very long breaks. But none-the-less I ran, and I ran a lot. The last half was in possibly the hardest downpour of rain I’ve ever seen. You’d think just waking up late would have been enough punishment, but then I missed the bus and proved to myself things could get worse than they were, and I kept proving myself wrong every ten minutes along the way  henceforth. When I realized after I finally flagged down a cab that I only had five dollars left in my wallet. When I realized my umbrella was broken a few minutes too late.    I kept telling myself as long as I tr

It took a while before I could remember what had happened that would make me end up in the hospital. The last thing I remembered was that I was trying to get back home after I'd fallen asleep for too long in the park. Everything after that was hard to recollect, only brief flashes of some restaurant and a girl crying remained. I was in a small white room with wood bordering the ceiling and floor, the bed I was on was in the center of the room against the back wall. My head had been wrapped in gauze, presumably because I'd been injured, and the stinging headache made me figure that the injury had been rather severe. A nurse stood next to my

10 hours before We ended up driving for the rest of that day, and then for the majority of the next until we arrived at a city my brother said his friend was in on a business trip. He'd stopped driving every so often to make a phone call, which I later found out was him talking to a secretary at his friend's office. They'd told Noah that someone had asked to meet the Manager and a small group of employees in a city a little ways west of our location, so we adjusted our direction and started heading towards them to try and rendezvous. I had never met his friend, but from what Noah had told me as we'd been on the road, the two of them had been

I could see the unease in Dave's eyes as I stared him down; giving me the edge I needed to turn the situation to my favor. He was trying to gauge whether it would be worth it to try and hit me again, but the fact that I dodged the first attack so effortlessly made him second-guess his options. "Let me get to the point. What are you taking this girl for?" I asked. I figured that this might at least stall them a bit, and give me time to think of something to do in case they tried to bust through. I tapped my fingers on the back of my belt, just to make sure I still had my knife in case things got ugly. "I don't see why I'd have to explain, t

I couldn't tell what time it was when I finally woke up, but by the brisk temperature in the air I could tell it had been a long time since the sun had set. I pulled out my cell phone to check the display for the time, but as fortune would have it my cell phone battery had died during my nap. I clicked my tongue in irritation and stood up from the odd position I'd woken up in, stretching as I got back to my feet. This city wasn't as active at night as I'd have liked it to be. No buses were running now, whatever time it actually was, and the city itself wasn't large enough to have a subway or any other form of transit that might have been co

        I could see my breath in the cold morning air as I waited impatiently for the two men to leave. My heartbeat kept at a pace that made me wonder if I'd pass out due to an adrenaline rush. My knees shook noticeably as I tried to stay calm, but the effort was mostly futile; almost no one would be able to remain clear-headed in this sort of situation. And if that wasn't bad enough, the smell coming from the dumpster was making me feel nauseous. I peered around the edge of the dumpster to see if the two men from my father's company were still there, but my vantage point gave me a poor view of the front

~ ~ ~        Our break at the rest stop seemed like it was far more thrilling than it should have been. We'd been on the road for a couple days straight now, and my legs were starting to cramp from sitting for so long in the car. Noah had mentioned that his friend lived a long ways west from where our home was, but I hadn't expected it to be this far west. I hadn't been keeping track of where we'd already passed through, but we were currently on the North-West edge of West Virginia. Noah had told me we'd only be stopping for a few minutes, so I took this chance to walk around and stretch out my legs a lit

 "And to be honest, we've started to notice a connection with the victims attacked so far, but if we're on to what we think we are, it might be the end of us if anyone figured out that we knew as much as we did. For that matter, we'll be leaving you guys in the dark for your own safety."         O'Neil's face seemed to contort into an even more unpleasant expression, as if he'd just been stabbed or something equally painful. I couldn't imagine the conflict that must be going on in his mind; with how devoted he must be to both his job and his family, and how he had to choose to support one over the othe