Zaku attempted to follow in the abysmal dark corridors. The silvery light from the moon still leaked through the hall caring specks of dust that danced around the window stills. The length of the corridor felt like it never ended as Zaku continuously passed by the same large windows. At least he felt like he was getting closer after hearing rumbling noise of a moving cart turning toward the left of the hallway. As Zaku crept closer he began to feel a sense of imbalance similar to how he and Dai felt walking toward the infirmary. The hallway felt like it was spinning like the sudden case of vertigo. The atmosphere appear to bend like melting butter. At the climax of it all, Zaku could feel a sharp pain near the side of his neck. He was struck with a concealed needle as small as a senbon. Zaku could determine that the needle was doused in some poisonous solution as he began to loose sensation from his body. His eyes began to drop like rocks as he slowly began to loose consciousness. He felt his knees give way as he slammed hard onto the cold tiled floor. Before he finally lost consciousness he watched a leering shadow that looked like a young child emerged from the hall walking toward him.
When Zaku regained consciousnesses he quickly realized that he was no longer at the school. The interior of the area was wet and damp like a moist cave. There was a bright light shinning into his face that he could barely see a man hovering over his head. Zaku was laying face up on a wooden medical bed. On his right was a stand of medical equipment ranging from metallic tongues to small black tubes and on his left was the young blond boy from school laying unconsciously. Zaku was still paralyzed up to his neck only able to move his eyes as the man walked away from the light. The man came in full view wearing a modest white coat with a simple white veil that covered most of his mouth and neck. He had a full fledged of hair that sprouted like hairs of an porcupine. He looked very similar to the old man that Zaku discovered earlier except this man did not share his sickly demeanor.
"Ah you are awake now. I apologize for the uncomfortable accommodation. I did try my best. You may be wondering why you are here. You see my son is a very sick beyond what you would say as normal I still blame myself for his condition and this is all I can do to keep him alive." The man said stopping abruptly as he noticed the young blond boy.
"Chāruzu!" He said as he quickly walked toward the boy. The boy simply groan. The man caressing the young boy's flowing hair attempting to sooth the boy. He stopped noticing that specks of hair managed to attach itself to his hand. "Oh no the process is happening again. We must start the procedure again." He walked toward the stand of medial equipment and removing a syringe filled strange dark blue liquid. The sharp pointed pierced the blazing light as he raised the needle in the air. He returned toward Zaku and poked the needle into the his right arm.
[Almost done Zaku. Ask questions if you feel curious]
When Zaku regained consciousnesses he quickly realized that he was no longer at the school. The interior of the area was wet and damp like a moist cave. There was a bright light shinning into his face that he could barely see a man hovering over his head. Zaku was laying face up on a wooden medical bed. On his right was a stand of medical equipment ranging from metallic tongues to small black tubes and on his left was the young blond boy from school laying unconsciously. Zaku was still paralyzed up to his neck only able to move his eyes as the man walked away from the light. The man came in full view wearing a modest white coat with a simple white veil that covered most of his mouth and neck. He had a full fledged of hair that sprouted like hairs of an porcupine. He looked very similar to the old man that Zaku discovered earlier except this man did not share his sickly demeanor.
"Ah you are awake now. I apologize for the uncomfortable accommodation. I did try my best. You may be wondering why you are here. You see my son is a very sick beyond what you would say as normal I still blame myself for his condition and this is all I can do to keep him alive." The man said stopping abruptly as he noticed the young blond boy.
"Chāruzu!" He said as he quickly walked toward the boy. The boy simply groan. The man caressing the young boy's flowing hair attempting to sooth the boy. He stopped noticing that specks of hair managed to attach itself to his hand. "Oh no the process is happening again. We must start the procedure again." He walked toward the stand of medial equipment and removing a syringe filled strange dark blue liquid. The sharp pointed pierced the blazing light as he raised the needle in the air. He returned toward Zaku and poked the needle into the his right arm.
[Almost done Zaku. Ask questions if you feel curious]
