Run On

-Kohaku-

I:

This has to be a dream. It has to be. Why else would…

A dark-haired woman jumped on my bed.

“Yo!” she said. I dropped my head back and groaned. This is not a dream.

II:

Clare. Who the hell was she? She looked like a normal person without her goggles and black helmet. I had never seen eyes so red before in my life. I had to admit that she was beautiful. Her pale skin had a strange glow about it.

Even that couldn’t stop the questions that I had about her.

III:

My day went on as usual. School was boring. Cram school was worse. I went home like I usually do.

“Welcome home,” Clare greeted me outside. I frowned as I walked by.

“Aw, don’t be like that,” Clare said.

“How long do the plan on staying here with us?” I asked. She smiled and shrugged. I snorted and walked into the house. So annoying.

IV:

Around midnight, I awoke to soft music playing below the floor. I turned over in my bed and held the pillow over my head. The music still kept playing. I gritted my teeth and sat up. I leapt out of bed and marched downstairs. When I got to the living room, a cool breeze hit my face. My eyes opened wide to see a procession of men in black and white suits. They headed downstairs with large instruments. I could hear one of them hummin some old hymn that escaped me. What the hell was this? The closer I looked, the more I noticed something off about them.

I could see right through them.

V:

Was I seeing things? Were a band of ghosts walking through my house? Why were they here? Where did they come from? I couldn’t take my eyes off of them.

One man dressed in white stopped and turned to me. He held a large bass guitar by his side. He stared at me and I stared at him. He put his finger to his dark lip before rejoining his party. I stood with a blank stare on my face.