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Action, open to everyone. Dark Hour.
[ Last thing she knew she was on a train towards her new school. It was pretty late and things had been awfully calm so far. However, the moment the lights flickered wildly and then went completely black, Minako decided things were most definitely not okay. She couldn't hear the train anymore, nor the other few passengers around her, even with her headphones away from her ears.
Suddenly, she was standing in the middle of a town. Wait, when had she walked out? She had her bag on one hand, so at least not everything was lost, but where was she? And who the hell left those coffins around? She couldn't help but think she had probably fell into some bizarre horror movie. ]
No...that's ridiculo-- what was that?
[ And as if fate tried to mock her, the moment Minako uttered those words a group of three black blobs made their way out from an alleyway, greasy and semi liquid arms rising as the group slid its way towards a completely paralyzed out of surprise girl.
Something was most definitely wrong with this place. ]
[ Last thing she knew she was on a train towards her new school. It was pretty late and things had been awfully calm so far. However, the moment the lights flickered wildly and then went completely black, Minako decided things were most definitely not okay. She couldn't hear the train anymore, nor the other few passengers around her, even with her headphones away from her ears.
Suddenly, she was standing in the middle of a town. Wait, when had she walked out? She had her bag on one hand, so at least not everything was lost, but where was she? And who the hell left those coffins around? She couldn't help but think she had probably fell into some bizarre horror movie. ]
No...that's ridiculo-- what was that?
[ And as if fate tried to mock her, the moment Minako uttered those words a group of three black blobs made their way out from an alleyway, greasy and semi liquid arms rising as the group slid its way towards a completely paralyzed out of surprise girl.
Something was most definitely wrong with this place. ]
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[Same name, same school, same year, and similar pasts. Accidents weren't a rarity but the odds of this all coming together were tremendous.]
About the same as coming here.
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[ Minako looks for the closest wall to lean and slide down on. ]
I-I mean...maybe it's just the situation but if we both lost our parents that way. It's all just too similar not to be a bit mind numbing.
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[Especially shoujo manga...which he's never been a huge fan of anyway.]
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But um, what should we do? I don't think I can shrug this off as mere coincidence...I mean, I never really minded being an only child, but I wouldn't mind having another Arisato around.
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