Beginning

MC THOUGHTS

"Dark that was all I could see for I don't know how long. How am I here or why am I here thoughts like these are making me numb I don't even remember who or what I was before I was submerged into this never ending darkness it feels like it is entering through my skin funny know I don't even think I have any skin at this point but a feeling is a feeling I guess and its better than not feeling anything at all"

Such were the thoughts of a young men who found himself in the never ending abyss how and why he was there all he didn't know if he was alive or dead although he didn't care at that point he had accepted his fate long before. How much did he scream till he realise that he don't have a voice anymore , how much did he tried to run till he realise that he don't have no body anymore , how much did he tried to beg for someone to save him till he realise that no one is coming to save him...........

Such was the condition of the boy who had give up at everything and left his fate but was he satisfied with that HELL NO but what could he even do at this not like he didn't tried to escape words can't express how he felt when he came to the realization that he might never be able to escape the tears he shead for his parents whose faces he don't remember anymore the sadness he felt when he realise that he might never be able to see his sister little whose voice he don't remember anymore the agony he felt when he understood that he might never be able to hold his GF whose Image was his salvation.

Hope is a very powerful feeling but when it is lost it's like everything else is also lost and that's why that young man never lost it cuz no matter how much time passes and how much he tells himself that he just dosen't care anymore deep down he had a tiny semblence of that little hope that someday he might be able to return to that old life that he himself has forgotten now and memory or not it was his life and these little hope and small dreams were the only things that were keeping the young men going completely insane.

Just then Darkness that had consumed the young men for god knows how many years suddenly vanishes and he finds himself on the floor of a long white corridor that stretches to lengths where eyes can't track. The young man tries to stand up but he fall off on first few tries just a moments ago he didn't even know if he had a body anymore and now when he does he isn't even able to stand on his two legs although it was quite expected like you can't someone as someone who wasn't able to blink in years can just wake up and starts to march in a straight line.

Although it was quite difficult the boy was somehow able to walk be it may be with shaking legs and taking support from the wall. His body was crying from pain unknown to him and even breathing was difficult for him but if he didn't lost himself that darkness how can he just sit back now that he is finally see the light after so many years and thus he continued to walk in the straight direction of whatever is in front of him.

He had walked quite a distance when he say that many different doors are attached to both sides of the long never ending corridor and he tried to open and door but it didn't open then he tried another then another and then another after none of the doors open up like a fish out of water the man started loudly banging on the doors in front of him to the point blood started to pore out of his hand he tried to shout for help but all he could muster up was incoherent noise and then the weight of everything he has been though to this point came poring in and he started crying his eyes out as he don't know what is he even suppose to be at this point.

"Hey enough with the crying it is already annoying as it is I don't grown ass man crying over my damn floor"

The voice came from front and when the young men looked at the direction he saw a man sitting in front of a table reading newspaper with various documents and files dishevelled over his table he also had an old computer on the table and a tea maker on the side. The man peaked over the boy from his newspaper and then then with an Icey tone said to him "Are you gonna mope on the floor all day come and take a seat and lets have a chat" Hearing his words the young men came towards the table and just as he tried to speak "Here take this first it will help you speak up I can't understand all the monkey gibberish you keep saying" the man offered the young men a coupe of green tea and the young man without any hesitation drank the whole cup in one go and calmed down a bit "Feel any better" the strange man asked "You got anything to eat" the young men replied in all honesty.

"You couldn't speak for air just now and now you demand for free service from me" the man asked "If you know what I went through which for some unknown reason I know you do. Can you really blame me" the young man replied without missing a beat. To which the man just snorted and went under his drawer to bring out a lunch box and gave it to the young men "Here and don't go asking me for Juice, coffee or milk tea to go along with it" the man said "You got no sense of hospitality for your guests no wonder this place in all gloomy and no one is here" the young man said with a straight face not looking at the man while taking the lunch box and stared eating it . The man's eyebrow twitched here the young men in front of him "You are more like a invader than a guest and I am being generous enough not to throw you out while giving you the food that I bought for my lunch so eat quietly and be grateful for it we'll take after you are finished" 

The young men then quietly finished the food offered it him it was a tonkatsu curry with large sized pork chops the taste or flavour was least of his worry for he don't know how many years has it been since he had the taste of plane tap water so he won't complain about the food in front of him but even still the taste of food was simply divine the likes of which he has ever tasted before or maybe it was simply just because his forgot what taste even felt like and he finished the food in silence with the only sound being that of spoon hitting the bottom of the lunch box.

"Can I have another cup of tea" the young man asked "Don't test my patience brat" the man said in a growling voice "Please" the young man pleaded "HAHHH I don't get paid enough for this" the man grumbled the started to make tea for young men "HERE MY LORD" the man gave him the tea to which the young man take and with a slight bow said "Thank you Mr" "Drink the damn thing" the man said in a rough voice not hiding his frustration but lacking any venom in it and the young man drank the tea offered to him and he took a deep look at the man in front of him.

He had looked deeply at the man and he had sharp facial features with blond hair in a 1900s hairstyle and he was wearing ractangular glasses with deep blue eyes behind them, he was wearing a checked shirt with a half sweeter on it with a long red tie. 

The young man finished his tea and then looked at the men and asked "What the hell is going on" the young men asked and the men in front just sigh and takes out a cigaratte and lights it.

"Let's start from the beginning why don't we"