“shh, shh. you were having a nightmare.” @ Koichiro Mutoh to Ayumu Mutoh @naosh-of-muses
THERE WILL COME A DAY WHEN THE EARTH WILL CEASE TO EXIST. Through human’s own actions or their inactions to stop it , some day humans will no longer be around. Ayumu felt like this was really the end of the world , that their inactions as humans were the cause of it. But what could she have done ?? Barely a girl herself , all her focus has ever been on was her grades and her future.
... Her future , that was no longer a likelihood. No , it died with her team mates. Bodies littered on the floor like trash , the scent of blood and death had already been in the air when Ayumu woke up after the quakes shook her school. She can still feel the throb of her leg after hitting it against a fallen locker , she can still hear the raspy cry of “ Help ... me .... ” from the team mate she - she just left there !! Left there to die !!
One minute , her awareness is still set in that school , destroyed halls that seem like they never end - glass shards and bodies were everywhere , the stench all too real , the only breath of relief is the sound of her father’s voice.
Then light fills her blurry vision as her body jolts up. Rubs her eyes , breathing is harsh. It takes her a moment to realize where she is - still with the other survivors of the initial quakes , her father’s face grounds her to reality once more.
It had just been a dream.
And thank the heavens for that.
After moments pass as she brings herself mentally back to reality , her body jumps up. Shaking arms wrap tightly around her father , face buried in his shoulder and harsh breaths are taken sharply. She’s trying to calm down her breathing , but it seems she’s not having luck with it.
“ It - it felt so real. Like - like - like I was back there again - at the high school and I - I couldn’t do any - anything - for them again. ” she confides , nearly choking on her own tongue as the words fall without hesitance. Her father , mother , and brother were her shreds of sanity now , not knowing how she could make it if they weren’t around her. She could safely confide in her father what the dream was about , even if she’d always try to tough things out. It was too much for her to ignore now.
She would always feel survivor’s guilt for being the one to live , find some new way to blame herself for not being able to help them. Her last thought was that it had been her phone - that she was selfish enough to take her phone with her , and because of that she somehow wasn’t able to save them. It seemed like a rational thought to her.
