I raised up both my hands above my head. A hand of my mine was empty as another was bitterly holding on to a thin stick with the ever tips of the 2-joint thumb and the 3-jointed middle finger. As I lift my hands higher with the stick pointing upwards, I took in a deep breath. The layers of protection and disguise I had before quickly melted and slides off my body like liquid melt but the layer around the broken part of the leg. I shrunk in size concededly as my white hair unties from my head and flow backward. A very thin layer remained to from a black suit with two-part flopping in the back. I dropped my hands down and began to swing across as the monster came running. I stretched my hands forward and lifted open my two ruby red eyes.
I stared, they moved.
I stared, they moved.
I stared, they use to move.
I took away the senses of their legs. Layers were put as their legs thin into a piece of paper and float off like large leaves into the wind. I silent their sounds by blocking their brain signals. I raised up my left hand which held the stick. The stick widens up and changes shape into a float. While blocking and opening the holes with solidifying, blew a soft toon with a main display of a long, soft and middle-high pitch sound as the thin leg part blew up into the air.
With a twist and a hit on the right risk, a stick appeared inside the palm. I let go of the float and began to fly it again as my right-hand swings and stabilizes on the right top in front. I allowed monsters to regained their senses once more as they sat on the floor in front of the crucified bodies nailed to the buildings. I placed a flexible circle around each of their necks. I pointed to the monster on the left as their circle tightens for control the release of their scream to an average pitch. I dropped down my stick before rising it again to the top left. The circles tighten on the left until they no longer speak and release a little for an uprising beat. I disabled the left as the middle group begins with a medium and rises when I lift my stick. The middle now shuts, and the right begins.
I swipe my right hand while blowing on the float. The circle of each monster changes as the beat changes. The begin finished as I moved to the main course. The left made out a high while the right darkens. The middle gives voice on every two beats as each of them would just have their eyes wide open and stares at me without being able to do anything. I raised the middle as the circle around their necks pushes to the middle length. The left goes down while the right remains. For a finial clause, left and right rises up a beautiful but squeaking hitch pitched voice as the middle keeps it down till the end with a rise before all of them smashes into the ground with their heads to create a final drum hit to finish off the song.
Nails came from the roads and building as each of them were nailed in a cross shape into surround building as I walked down the large extended out stairs from the strange building at the back and to the normal road to stand in front of Anna's head.
All my clothing but the original and the layers on my broken leg disappears. I kneeled down a reached out for her head on the side right underneath the ears. I brushed open her hair that covered her face with my two thumbs and looked at her. Her skin was so white as if she was a doll, but she was still beautiful. I kissed her and tried to look for her body. It was just at the back of the park, a hundred meters away. I attached the head back to the body and restarted the heart. It was no use, and I was aware of it. A brain dies 30 seconds after leaving the body, and since they brought it here and the amount of time it took me to turn around, her brain was long dead.
"I am sorry."
I touched the lips before I was about to carry her to a place to burry as I kneeled next to her body with my head facing downwards.
It was raining. I bit my lips, but I couldn't stop myself from pouring. My eyes were like waterfalls as I tried to turn away to prevent my tears from getting onto Anna.
A single light came from Anna's head; it was a glowing cube that shines through my tears. For a second, I stopped crying as I felt some warm before the cold reality kicks back into their usual gears. As my eyes keep pouring; the cube landed on my hand. It was a knowledge cube that fell on my hand. It was Anna's. My eyes stopped for a bit.
The cube soaks into my hand.
The cube traveled into my brain.
[Playing a recording…]
"I love you, Sugi."
Those words broke me.
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