I was afraid to sleep.
Because I felt sick in the middle of the night, just like the last two nights.
The hunch hit me.
The first thing that Ethan (yes) noticed when he opened his eyes was that he didn't have the sensation of his right arm.
I am not paralyzed by the underlying of my body. Rather, it overlaps over my left arm, and my left arm hurts more.
In the dark, I had a presence in my right arm with wonder before my eyes got used to it.
I'll touch it there with my left hand. There should be a sweatshirt sleeve (so), but I won't touch it.
What I touched was hard. It was so rough.
The sky jumped away. The smell of sweat that was trapped in the duvet stands up.
Something was glowing with blur. The red and blue light is bright as it pulses.
He suspected that some light was reflecting. I retrace the light source, but I don't see it. The smartphone just dots (one) green lamp that informs you that the charge is complete, and the curtain is closed and there is no light coming out the window.
Grab your right shoulder and stroke your arm down. My arms are nothing. I went crazy from around my elbow. The touch is not the same as the human body. It's hard and doesn't snap when you put your nails up. My arm was completely covered (oh) and there was no gap.
It gets thinner by the wrist. But that was not the natural contour of the human body. It seemed to be even thinner and sharp and pointed ahead of where the fingers were supposed to be.
He came out of bed. My head ached when I moved. My ears are so hot.
When I dotted the electricity, I could clearly see it.
The tip is wrapped in black metal from the elbow. Looks like a spear (do) that a European knight can wear in a horse game. Red and blue lights line up like they're buried in LED lights. He remembered the glowing sea moon he had seen on TV before.
I don't know how that's on my arm. I couldn't find anything like a catch-up.
He grabbed it around his wrist and tried to snap it. No matter how much force you put into it, don't let it peel off.
Let go of my hand and try to wave around. Oddly enough, I don't feel the weight. The tip hit the back of the chair. It is cut diagonally without any response. He took half of his rolling back to the floor and looked. The cross section was smooth as if it had been from the beginning.
Slap your back against your right arm. You should have your own arms inside the metal, but you don't feel anything. No matter how many times I beat it, it didn't stick one flaw on the surface.
"Damn... what the hell is this"
Throw away your back and push the metal against the wall. I grabbed my fist (kobushi) and punched him with my mind.
"Go away, go away, go away."
The shock came to my belly.
He was blown away and fell into bed.
Black sand descends from the ceiling. Same thing that's been on my body the last two days.
Put your right hand in front of your face. That metal is not on anymore. Did you explode because you hit him?
He got up. The wall I was pressing my arm against until just now is heavily snagged.
I was about to leave the room and take the stairs and suddenly I was attacked by nausea. When is this going to throw up on the floor? I haven't eaten so much during the day, but it just comes out. I fell on the floor and fell on my hands and knees.
Wipe your mouth with the back of your hand and stand up. I fluttered and walked down the stairs. I cry. I don't know what happened to me.
"Mother, come here for a second"
Knock on your parents' bedroom door. No reply.
The Ether opened the door.
I felt like everything since I went for it was a nightmare.
That red and blue light appeared in front of me again. They were not aligned as they were when his arms were, and swarmed like stardust (hose crumbs).
To the light flashing in the dark, he closed his eyes. Whisk the wall and press the switch on the electricity. Whatever it would reveal, I wanted to see it at my own time.
One eyelid (eyelid) penetrates (sushi) and is bright. He took a deep breath once and opened his eyes.
My mother was asleep. I'm not asleep. I have my eyes wide open. I haven't seen it anywhere.
I lost my blood from my face and it was white. I can see the red and blue light through the white t-shirt.
My mother's body was glowing.
"Mother......?
The Ether stopped on his feet trying to get close to the bed.
There's something in my mother's body. Between the colored hair resembling dead cedar leaves it seemed.
It looks like a fuzzy bump on a rock in Iso or a mushroom (mushroom) growing on a tree trunk.
Something black covered my mother's body. There is black sand scattered all over the sheet.
The pale reached out and kneaded before her mother's face. My mother's eyes do not move, her exhalation does not touch her palms. I couldn't feel the muddy it should be.
Touch what adheres to the neck muscle. stiff. The rough areas are similar to those made into pale arms. But the surface was not as smooth as that, and the bumps and protrusions were too rough.
The nausea creeps up. The sky tried to swallow it - not yet. It's still early. Don't give it a sound (right) here.
He glanced at the back bed. I don't see my father.
The duvet and blanket are falling on the other side.
He bypassed the bed a dozen times, and pulled them together and clasped them over the bed.
It took me a while to recognize what emerged from under it as my father.
The thick arms that burned in the day on the mountain certainly belonged to my father. However, the metal tends to be countless and scaly (candles). The red t-shirt in the room should have shown an illustration of Mount Fuji, but I can't see it because it's scratched with both hands. That red and blue light peeks from the rip. The reverse twisted body looked as if it was about to push between the bed and the wall.
My face was covered in black metal. Lined protrusions have begun, like pine cones. The wide open mouth was a dark cave.
The pale wiped his face with his hands. Wet in tears.
Leave the room and walk down the hall. I had something coming up, but it's not nauseating. It's not even a scream. He had a low groan.
In the living room there was the usual sofa, the usual table, the usual TV. I wish you had been involved with me the whole time. That way, that's not my mother, that's not my father, that's not my usual self, and eventually the morning that comes doesn't have to be the morning that follows my usual day. I can keep nightmarish sights locked up at night.
He put his hips down on the couch. I'm out of breath. Clamp the hem (soot) of the t-shirt and wipe the tears and snout.
Watch the clock - 2: 00 am.
I was thirsty. I went to the kitchen and drank mineral water. There is someone's used plate left in the sink.
I wanted to postpone my actions. If you move, things go outside the house. Those outside will see inside the house. I don't like the way the sky looks at me, I don't need to worry about it.
One droplet fell from the faucet. There are no sudden blushers. But you have to decide for yourself.
Ethan picked up the landline receiver and rang 119.
It took a while for them to get out.
'Fire fighting. Is it a fire, an emergency?'
There was some noise over the phone.
Emergency.
"Where is it?"
When Ether answered the address, the operator snapped "Fuji Valley (Fujiya) Town (Jr.) …".
"Who is it?"
"My father and mother... I was asleep, and it was like metal on my body..."
'Okay. I'll send an ambulance for you. What is your name and your current phone number?'
When the sky answered, the phone hung up.
I was concerned that I didn't tell her all the symptoms and she seemed to understand everything. Most importantly, it would not have been possible if they had asked for a more detailed explanation than that. He also doesn't understand what's going on here right now.
I was sweating all over my body. The T-shirt is cold. My head hurts too.
He went upstairs. Avoid throwing up (and) diarrhea (bumps) on the floor and enter your room and put on a T-shirt. Snuggle your smartphone into your sweatpants pocket.
I was on the ground floor and swallowed headache pills. It still seems snug to swallow with the water, and it keeps swallowing. The roots of my tongue became painful because of the tannins.
I heard an ambulance siren. He ran to the front door.
Wear sandals and go outside. The red light comes from the lake.
It ran past the house and into the back of the valley. My neighbor's dog can bark (ho) like a fool.
I didn't feel like an ambulance that I looked closely at. It is not white and red, but colours that melt in the darkness.
The Ether stood on the spot for a while. I can see the stars better because the street lights aren't too great. The starry sky was beautiful with no response.
Eventually the red light and siren came back from behind the valley. Now stop in front of the house.
It was an ambulance like a truck. One on top of the cabin, one on top of the box-shaped carrier, the red light is around. There was a red cross painted on the side of the carrier.
A total of three people came down from the cabin and the carrier. He is wearing camouflage clothes, a helmet and a red cross armband. My face is covered with a mask and I can't ask for your expression.
"Where is the patient"
A man stepped out of the passenger seat.
"This way."
Ether led them into the house. The men appreciated wearing camouflage shoe covers on their boots.
Ether waited in front of her parents' bedroom. The men didn't want to come in either.
Carried by one person at a time. And the pale laid back, lest he should see it.
"You, there..."
An earlier man pointed to Ethereal's left hand. "You're hurt."
When I look, there's blood coming out of the back of my hand. When you hit the spear on your right hand?
Are you unusual to your body?
"I had a fever, I had a headache, and I threw up a little earlier -"
The sky is finally shining. "The metal was on my arm. It's gone."
The man grabbed the pale shoulder. It was a big hand.
You get in the ambulance, too.
The ambulance, which I saw dissolve in the darkness, was painted olive green. The interior of the carrier is thinner green, with a folding bed provided two steps to the left and right.
When the Ether rode, my father and mother had already been put to sleep split up and down. There is another person lying on the other side. The sky looked sideways at you. One from the noose of his neck, pointed metal poking like the one on the right arm of the Ethereum. Therefore he could not lean on his back, and was made to bow.
An ambulance ran and Ether sat on the floor between the beds. A younger man than the man in the passenger seat named his parents Ethereally. And the heaven answered with his name. The man notes it.
The car stopped running. And when he went out, the sky immediately came to know where it was. It's a place I miss.
When it comes to the opportunity for people to gather at the grounds of the Municipal Fuji Valley Middle School, it's about an autumn athletic event, but at that time the 200m track and central space can be vacated.
Now the ground was buried in a tent, during which people came and went, and the installed lighting lit the night sky, and the helicopter flew, vibrant as a timeless festival.
The men put my father and mother on a stretcher and grated them on the blue seat.
Another man approaches. The outfit is the same as the ambulance men, but they're not wearing helmets.
He knelt down and put a light in his mother's eyes. My father puts his finger on his wrist because his face is covered in metal.
"At 2: 46, it's the end."
Hands together against my father and mother. The ambulance men also clapped as they stood.
The doctor and Si (obo) Shiki took a card with a color scheme similar to the German flag and put it on the wrist of his father and mother with a rubber string (string). Leave the black part and cut the lower half.
He also put the same thing on the right hand of the Ether. I don't cut the bottom.
"Your parents are dead. My condolences."
I knew that didn't have to be said. When I first saw it in my bedroom, I was already confused.
There were tears. I don't know when it started.
The doctor's eyes were bright red congested. The white light of the projector placed nearby makes the wrinkles (wrinkles) on your face look so deep. The bubble of saliva is white and thirsty and creeps to the edge of the mouth.
I'm sure I've checked and pulsed the pupils (how) of the bodies many times tonight, and pronounced them dead. Looking over, the blue seat was full of corpses. You can tell it's dead. Man cannot live covered in metal scales and face shaped by metal.
Still, my father and mother don't even want me to live specially - but I wanted them to end up in a serene way commensurate with the days they've been piling up, as they have been for Ether.
My father and mother were carried on stretchers. Ether was told to be treated inside the school building, but he followed his parents.
Truck-type ambulances bring people in one after the other and drop them off to the ground. The doctor sorts that out. There are those who are transported to the school building, but not one who can walk on his own feet like a pale. Sand (sushi) dust (blur) rises. It's exaggerated by the white light and cold.
My father and mother's stretchers were transported to the gym. Then the pale stepped on his feet and stood at the sight in front of him.
The body was filling the floor. Colorful lines drawn for baskets and valleys peek out of the gap. And the lighting of the ceiling was dark, and it seemed to be overwhelmed to submit to mourning.
The pale hands were aligned in front of nature and chest.
Neither God nor Buddha believe deeply. The clap was for the dead. It's a vow not to act lightly on this occasion.
My father and mother are carried between their lined legs and their heads. The sky followed the rest.
Among the lying bodies were both large body persons and small children. There were men and women. Some of them retained their human form, and some of them were invaded by black metal.
It was different, except to be silent, to be breathless, and to be pointing his head in the same direction.
My father and mother were put to bed side by side in front of the stage. The men who brought them leave graciously.
The pale laid down his hips at the feet of his father and mother. You can tell which foot is which, in size, right away.
The red and blue light had disappeared from the two bodies, but it remained clearly behind the pale eyelids.
My parents died of the same illness as myself. My parents died and I lived.
I wanted to apologize to my mother. It ended with a hustle and a fight about the way forward. My mother got angry because she was worried about me. You should have tasted and eaten better the dishes you always made me. I shouldn't have swallowed protein or supplements.
I wanted to thank my father. He used to take me to the mountains on my day off. I didn't know the story about being held and having a cold, but where I don't remember it, it supported me in the unnoticed part.
The pale reached out and touched the two legs. He stroked the back of his retracted leg and grabbed the shape of his nail with his finger. When I wrapped it in my palms, it was hard and cold.
I felt strange because I had never touched my parents' feet so closely.
The two legs were very similar to those of the pale. I tried them on many times when buying Toleran shoes to get a grip on my foot characteristics. Low A is similar to my father's for Japanese who are said to be high A's. The length of the thumb and index finger is similar to that of my mother.
From my father and mother, this body is made. I just touched the end of my body and I can tell that.
The sky rose. Look down at the bodies lining the floor.
The innocent were dead.
I don't know who each person is. Maybe there was a bad person. The sky had no skill to know.
But it was clear that they had not committed enough sins to die without knowing how and to be abandoned without anyone dropping them off here. Such sins do not exist in this world. This must not happen to anyone.
The sky walked away. A lot of legs were pointed at him. A lot of faces looked at him. They were all supposed to look like someone else somewhere.
A part of me stayed here even after I left this gym, and Ethan thought I would continue to die. I hated the whiteness of my breath.
Ground vibrancy was increasing. There are many more bodies being transported. No one cared about walking pales.
out of the middle school grounds. He removed his wrist card, rounded it up and threw it away. The street lights weren't too good and the road was dark. Distracted by the darkness he crouched and cried again.
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A nurse came into the hospital room.
Check the drip and monitor of Shaya (Saya) and write the numerical signs.
Aoi, what are you talking about?
She scolded me, and the sky shouted.
"A little old story."
Dropping her off in the hallway. Ethan wondered when she had decided to become a nurse, how long it would have taken her to be able to do her nurse's job well.
On quite a few couches, Otsuki (Ootsuki) had lost the phrase.
I'm used to these reactions. I've told this story many times already.
Hulka poked her elbow at the window frame and was looking out.
The sun is shining on her arm. I was going to get sunburned while I saw it, and the Ether kept staring at it.
Shaya monitors make regular noises. I'm carving time with her life.
Harka turned off the TV that no one was watching.