Just add it one more: two turning events!
This is TheStoryHunter still narrating here! :)
I was on a room... It was a class trial, a kind of class trial. There were a place for people to stand in a round formation, and people seemed to be debating each other. They were talking about things. What they were debating about?
A tall person wearing white uniform smiled and asked them to give pictures. Somehow, the tall person reminded me of someone...
I turned my head to see who’s leading the trial. It was... a stuffed monochrome, black-white colored bear!? He wasn’t ordinary bear. To hear his talkings about that murder and despair... to hear his talkings about mutual killing game... He was ...view middle of the document...
Austria, Gilbert, Mr. Germany and Feliciano was sitting around a dished dining table.
“Oh, Ellyza~!” Feli was excited to see me. “Today I’m in for the dinner, so then, pastaaaa‼”
“I was just about to call you.” Mr. Germany said.
I tried to smile and greeted all of them. For my own sake, I’d better to kick these gloomy thoughts and start filling my stomach—it was striking my brain, asking for some supplies. But... I should tell them that thing, shouldn’t I? These in-mind riddles resulted myself being not talking at all. I wasn’t even paying any attention to the ongoing talk. Worse, I even forgot how Feli’s amazing cooking delighted my tongue at that time—I felt nothing.
“I got a call from Japan.” Mr. Germany started, in which I heard him with just one of my ears. What followed, though, firmed both of them.
“He’s searching for a missing person, too.”
“Vee? Does it have a connection with Ellyza?” Feli threw his sight to me, then he saw Mr. Germany back.
“It’s too small.” He replied. “The truth is, he wasn’t looking for Ellyza after all. But I think, the timing is just too right.”
Mr. Germany then told everything that Japan country told to him. I listened everything with doubts dancing around my mind—even together with my mind. At the end of his explanation, Mr. Germany said, “Anyhow I think about this, I suppose these cases aren’t interconnected. But... still, I’m feeling strange. How about you, Ellyza?” He turned his head to me.
I stared on my plate, not knowing what to say.
“Ellyza?” Feli turned his head to me. He was a little worried. “You look quite pale. What’s wrong?”
Now everyone stared at me. I could...I couldn’t hold this any longer. “I-I...” I gathered every small piece of my bravery and tried to speak loud. “I... dreamt again.”
“Really?” Mr. Germany reacted swiftly, drawing out a note from his personal pocket the same time. He wore his eyeglasses and hold a pen on his right hand, with the note already opened. “Tell us, what did you dream?”
“It was... I’m in a trial, a class trial.” I started telling it, letting my voice floating without any stressing or intonation. I didn’t bare to see any faces, my sight was fixed downwards. “Or a kind of class trial. As usual, it was blurry, so with the people on it—except for two. I didn’t know who they were—even the two.”
“What I know is, that the place looked so...unreal.”
“What?” “What do you mean?” Those questions followed my ‘unreal’ statement, and kept circulating the dining table—so do the two of my ears.
I felt nothing but anxiety to bring this bad news, but I had told them. I’d finish soon. “I remembered nothing about what they were debating—since it was a kind of class trial—about... Something blurry said...