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Backwards into the Future

Summary:

The 53rd Killing game was just a simulation...

HUGE SPOILERS FOR ALL THE GAMES

Notes:

Im incredibly busy with school work/exams though...
i will finishing in 2 months yay so ill try and upload as much as a possibly can

This is only the introduction to the story thats why is not long at all

Chapter Text

Shuichi's POV

It was just dark... I felt... trapped. Coldness, I felt is swarm around my body. I felt as if my body was being forced down into the ground, coercing not to move.

The black oblivion I was surrounded by was interrupted by slight flashes of light engulfing it. Though then it disappeared, leading me back into the tranquil atmosphere I laid in.

I finally felt at peace, though not remembering what caused me to feel such desolation and despair.

Suddenly I felt a vibration. A rumble echoed out, rapid clicks from each side of me in sync, dispersed creating a loud hissing sound to erupt. bright light flooded in front of me.

Thick, hot air swarmed in covering my whole body. Muffled sounds started becoming louder and louder, my eyelids struggled to open.

Blurred white figures started to form ahead of me, reaching their arms out. I felt one hand grab my arm attempting to lift me. I raised my arm to try and push them away through my arm lay limp. I tried again and again, though to no avail happened.

Hot tears formed in the corner of my eyes, flooding my vision more than it already was. Then it went blank.

DAY1

The air felt dense and hot making me struggle to intake air. It smelt chemically and sterile, almost as if I was in a... hospital. I shoot open my eyes though before I could even comprehend what was in front of me blinding light shone into my eyes making them strain. I tried to open them again, violently blinking attempting to stop my eyes from blurring.

I opened my mouth but nothing came out.

I felt my body start to tremble in agitation and fear.

My heart was now thumping against my chest making it harder for me to breathe.

My body was heating up.

Breathing was becoming faster.

It felt as if my limbs were being pulled down.

I screamed but, strained groans replaced it instead.