Chapter 4
[Prompt] I am seeing all white, “where am I? Am I dead? anybody out there?! Is this heaven? Hellooooooo...”
The next few days proceeded as if nothing happened. The diner closed down and apparently the lady’s name was Meiko. She was of Chinese nationality and I was fairly surprised that my co-worker, Carl knew more than I did. I didn’t even have any background on her, I just based on what I saw. My card was also found and I did a really good job not leaving any traces on that thing. They think it could just be coincidental but just they wait.
The other customers that came here still came and continued to buy some really weird stuff but i didn’t even bother into it much anymore. All I knew was that my next target was the guy that wore shades. The up and coming artist.
I was ending my shift and I decided to take a little stroll around the neighborhood while it was relatively a safe time. I went by the clubs and bars that were now closing up after a busy night. Casinos here seem to function 24 hours too. Probably have a lot of people with gambling problems, I guess. I came by this small pub that was still opened. I deserve a drink not at the apartment too so why not, pay day was yesterday anyways and nothing beats beer that ain’t close to expiry.
The moment I stepped foot in the premises, there I saw that shades guy still performing on the platform stage. And strangely enough, drunks and so many people still swarmed around him as he sang. no wonder this place hasn’t closed yet. It was still as busy as if it was night. I seemed to have caught his attention though because he had come to a pause in his singing just to look at me. His gaze never seemed to have left me even as I seated myself in the far end of the pub just to drink my scotch in peace. Nope, no peace for me. I better finish this quickly and get out of here.
There was something with his voice though, that made me want to stay for a while. My visions were telling me all possible scenarios yet I found myself glued to my seat, just listening. This is bad, If i don’t escape soon, who knows what would happen. The thought terrified me yet here I was, ordering yet another round of scotch. F*ck. I was internally cursing myself. After a while he made this grandeur gesture and that was apparently the end of his performance. I chugged down whatever remained of my scotch and quickly made my way out but This shades guy seemed to have other plans.
He found the need to actually call me up on stage and unwillingly my body compelled. He took me backstage with him and the next thing I knew, I felt something hit my nape then everything started fading into black. The next thing I knew, all I could see was white. Where in the world was i? “Helloooo'' I called out despite knowing how bad an idea it was but I had to confirm I was still alive. All white means I either died or I was thrown into those creepy asylum rooms I saw a lot of in my time on the force. Both were bad signs.
I was about to cause more ruckus when a voice resonated in the room. “Don’t worry, you’re not dead yet but make a wrong move or say something I don’t like and you might as well be.” Where was that sound coming from? the walls weren’t that thin based on how much I tried to kick and hit with my body. Was there a sort of speaker? The ceiling? I need to escape here ASAP. Unfortunately after who knows how long of me attempting to kick and punch the walls, nothing. Not even my vision helped me out this time, I was on my own.
As I slumped back against the nearest wall, then I heard his voice again “So, you finally give up?” He seemed rather amused, as if her were watching the whole time
“As if, I’m just resting” I said rather smugly despite being admittedly exhausted from all my escape attempts “Hey, why’d you lock me up here? I still have a shift to run later” if kicking and punching wasn’t gonna pave my way out, might as well try to think of other ways,
“People in that part of town go missing all the time. Nobody will care if you disappear or not for a shift, maybe all of them” I could hear the laughter in his voice. What was this man planning “If you’re that concerned with your employment status in that old convenience store then I’ll let you call in sick but no funny business” As he finished his thoughts, a hiss of smoke appeared from one side of the walls as a small trap door opened “ just make the call quick and put the phone back”
The reddit prompts distract me too mucchhhh :< I see so many good stuff that would go well with this series, Somebody stop me please ;;-;;
Hmmm, that guy maybe is just like him, it's like a quirk just like in Hero Academia. Or, some random guy with a sticker of his eyes 🤔. I should move on to the next chapter if i want to find out, I hope I see some action there with a lot of blood.