[ Oh my God. What is the meaning of this? He knew what had happened— it couldn't be real. It wasn't real... was it? It could not have been. All of these mirages and fakes of people he is so close to.. it is something with this place. It's all just a trick, but it felt so real. He felt the blood of his friend splatter against his hands, and heard the cries emitting from his throat, vanishing into a mere echo in the vast darkness.
Was this what Hell felt like?
For the moment, Katsura drops his hand and hears the dial tone from the speaker. His stomach felt so twisted and tight like he was going to throw up right then and there. If it wasn't for taking a few long, deep breaths and gathering his thoughts, he probably would not have remained calm.
He had just seen Gintoki stabbed to death, and now this spirit that was harassing him was putting the blame on him. Zura is certain his heart is pounding out of his chest. Idly, he speak to himself: ]
This place.. why does it do these things? [ Without another word, he is out the door, running to Gintoki's apartment. ]
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Was this what Hell felt like?
For the moment, Katsura drops his hand and hears the dial tone from the speaker. His stomach felt so twisted and tight like he was going to throw up right then and there. If it wasn't for taking a few long, deep breaths and gathering his thoughts, he probably would not have remained calm.
He had just seen Gintoki stabbed to death, and now this spirit that was harassing him was putting the blame on him.
Zura is certain his heart is pounding out of his chest. Idly, he speak to himself: ]
This place.. why does it do these things?
[ Without another word, he is out the door, running to Gintoki's apartment. ]