melodyoflogic | IC Contact

Hey! Meet me at [address here] at around three today, okay?

[That's it. That's the message. Even if Ayumu asks about it, he won't get any further reply.

Incidentally, said address leads to a costume store in Virgo.]

WHERE ARE MY PANTS

Ayumu Ayumu Ayumu I found the best place come to [address here] as soon as you can okay!

And don't pretend you're busy because I know you aren't so hurry and come!

Thought you might find this interesting.

[He's copy and pasted this conversation into the message.]

[Before he wakes up, Ayumu will remember this dream vividly. If he wants to keep it to himself or share it with the others is entirely up to him, but he'll have to describe it in his own words;]

Ayumu is standing in front of a simple green-outlined mirror. Reflected back, along with his own figure, is a paradise-like world, filled with greenery, clear water and skies. Compared to the darkness he's standing in, it's another world entirely.

A gold butterfly flutters before landing on top of the mirror. The rim changes to a glowing red, as the scene shirts considerably. Now he witnesses many of the large disasters of modern human history in rapid succession; standing in a boat as the Titanic sinks, oil spills, walking in the streets during London’s killer fog, nuclear meltdowns, watching as the Hindenburg crashes to the ground in smoke and flames...

The mirror shatters, sending shards all around him, the largest piece heading right towards him before grabbing and sending him into a large, dry desert.

Everything is quiet again. There's sand and dust for miles, pockets of cracks filled with what looks like white jewels that turns out to be salt upon closer exception. Soon, dried carcasses of sea life begin to line as he walks. Turning abruptly, he comes face-to-face with the skeleton of a killer whale. It towers high above him, somehow floating in the sky. He can't look away, even as it utters an inhuman roar and begins to swim towards him--

--Something grabs Ayumu , dragging him away from the vision right back into the darkness. A rough male voice speaks out, sounding annoyed. "Tch. That's another of you showing up. You ain't supposed to be here, you know? Forget about what you just saw..."

He awakes with a terrible feeling of dread and fear that will pass after a few seconds.

[It takes even longer than usual for Hizumi to make his appearance this morning, although he also looks like he's actually rested today. Funny how that works.

He stifles a yawn a bit less dramatically than the norm, one hand stuffed into his pocket.]

Yo. Looks like it was my turn to get the weird dream thing.

Come meet me at the arcade at 1PM okay?

[As per the norm, that's all Ayumu is getting.]

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DAY 2 DREAM (June 2nd, at night)

[Action] Morning of June 7th

[Text] 12:30PM