BOOM!!!
An explosion echoed through the air, sending dust billowing across the surrounding area. Through the smoke, three figures could be seen frantically fleeing the scene.
"Damn it, Haruka! Why didn't you warn us the timer was broken?!" one man yelled while pedaling furiously on his bicycle.
"I didn't know it was broken, Higuchi!" Haruka shouted back, riding a motorcycle just ahead of him.
"Well, there's no point in arguing about it now, Higuchi-san," the third man added coolly as he sprinted on foot—effortlessly keeping pace.
"Shut up, you damn superhuman!" Higuchi snapped, sweat pouring down his face.
"Actually…" the third man began sheepishly, "I forgot to tell you guys something."
(me: They're still running, I'm just too lazy to describe it in detail soooo… moving on.)
"What is it, Lei?" Haruka called over his shoulder.
"Well… we're actually just the distraction for the walkers. Sorry I didn't mention it earlier."
"Meh, I already knew," Haruka replied with a shrug.
"Yeah," Higuchi grumbled, nearly tipping over his bike as he recalled a memory. "You sleeptalk. A little too much."
"Huh… well, that was anticlimactic," Lei chuckled, grinning.
"Sure is… Anyway, what are your guys' dreams?" Haruka asked out of nowhere.
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"Yawn~…" Noysd stretched and wiped a tear from his eye as he sat up in bed.
"Whew… man, that dream was random…" He blinked. "Anyway, what di—"
Suddenly, a colorless portal opened in front of him.
"Ah, hell."
Before he could react, he was sucked into it, falling through like a sack of potatoes.
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(POV: Someone new?)
In the ruins of a collapsed building, a man stood atop a pile of rubble wielding an iron baseball bat. Behind him, an army of undead groaned and writhed in restless hunger.
"Well… isn't this ironic, Left Hand…" the man muttered, staring at his own left hand.
Then, as if on cue, he lifted his hand and made it move like a puppet.
"Yeah, ironic as hell," said the "Left Hand" in a mock voice. "You're supposed to be the strongest guy around, but you can't even scratch your dream."
"Yup…" the man replied, sighing.
He planted the bat behind his back and took a relaxed stance. The man looked to be in his early 30s, wore a grey coat over a white T-shirt that boldly read 'Gay is the Opposite of Lesbian'. He had black jeans, white socks, and wore open-toed slippers. One eye bore a scar that looked like a knife slash, and both pupils were cat-like and grey. His short black curly hair looked like it hadn't been combed since last Tuesday.
"Well, this is my en—"
FWOOOOSH!
A colorless portal ripped open in front of him, and someone tumbled out, landing face-first with a loud THUD.
"OUCH!" the figure groaned—Noysd.
The portal flickered, then disappeared behind him.
"Huh?!" the bat-wielding man froze. "What the hell…"
They locked eyes. Both stared.
"…You're me?!" Noysd shouted, pointing dramatically.
The man blinked. "Wait, what's your name?"
"M-Me? Uh… Haruka Hinata… you?"
"…Haruka Hinata."
They stared at each other for a long, awkward beat.
Then in unison, they both shouted:
"WHAT KIND OF TIME-TRAVEL BULLSHIT IS THIS?!"
Haruka then collapsed onto his knees. "I just wanted a nap,it's hard man…"
Noysd rubbed his temple. "I was about to beat my meat... now I gotta deal with my whiny younger self."
The Left Hand puppet added, "Honestly? I blame the gods...
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Yeah...anyway i was a bout to call jeanne and lihoo father but.....i didn't want to bother them so.....
Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
to be continued