shin_ichi01 wrote:
O_O
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O_O
Conia wrote:
O.O
Whaat? D:
Before I forget, here's the story to go along with it! =D
He ran as fast as his legs would let him. Shinichi knew he could've never trusted all of them. He should've taken heed of their inevitable fate when they awoke to a place unfamiliar and that woman staked to the wall... should've known that the game which they took a liking to would become reality, would become the gamble for their lives...
Clang, clang, clang. The aged walls groaned heavy in protest at the abuse of something large and wieldy. He knew what it could possibly be, but he was too busy running away to even fathom its shape.
"Shiiiniiichi..."
He should've known better than to dismiss the little voice in his head telling him to not meet these people... Shinichi stumbled, tripping on his feet and tumbling into the floor with a disturbing
THWACK. He scrambled under the staircase to hide himself... knowing well that it was futile to prolong the consequences of his actions-- or lack thereof.
Clang, clang. Like an eerie metronome the walls groaned faster, louder after the teen had fallen. Shinichi simply pressed himself closer to the shadows, meekly wondering if this would've turned out a bit more positive had Hattori not moved ahead on his own.
"Shiiiniichii... where are you...?"
Creeeeeak, clank. He closed his eyes tightly and held his breath. She'd opened the door leading to the staircase.
Of all the people he wanted to be murdered by, Kudou Shinichi knew his childhood friend Mouri Ran was
definitely not one of them.
Shinichi was
so f*****d.