Who am I? Where am I? And who is hitting ?
Mo Ke
From within the endless void of darkness, I opened my eyes to find myself lying on a large and comfortable bed.
It was a soft bed, with a faint fragrance wafting off its caressing folds. The rooms interior itself was quite austere: a bed, a bedside table and a wooden dresser. Directly opposite of the bed was a window. It had a mini coffee table under it with a couple of chairs placed around it. The windowsill had a number of plants growing on it, juxtaposing the concrete jungle of skyscrapers behind them.
Who am IIm Mo Keor at least thats what my na should be but where am I? I cant tell, but I know my head is really dizzy right now. Did soone hit ? Strange, I can feel an inexplicable aching in my chest, but I dont know why.
Putting on a nearby set of pyjamas, I climbed up from the bed and opened up the door to leave for the living room. At least that was what I intended till my instincts sent towards the bathroom instead. A white toiletthats what its called, right? Hmm why does it feel like I have sothing hanging down there? A miniature elephant trunk why do I get the feeling that I never had this in the past?
(watery noises)
After relieving myself, I instinctively reached out to flush the toilet but there was nothing there. Suddenly, the toilet lid snapped shut by itself, followed closely by the sound of swirling water an auto toilet?
What ti is it now anyway? What ti? What does that even an? Hold onwhy do I even know that that is a toilet? Or a bathroom, for that matter.
Looking out the window, I was imdiately greeted with a spectacular view, at least it was for anyway. Towering structures with floors so nurous I got dizzy from trying to count them stretched all the way into the heavens. Yet despite all that, the gentle rays of the sun still managed to find their way to the depths below. I guess that ans this district is really well-planned. Huh.
Well, since Im out of bed, I should go brush my teeth thenbrush my teeth? What does that an?
Just as I was busy sorting myself out of this confusing situation I found myself in, my body instinctively dragged back to the bathroom once more. Right beside the door was a countertop with a sink installed. On the counter itself were two cups, each holding a strange tube-like apparatus.
Wheres the brush?
I picked up the strange object and brought it up to my eyes to inspect -nothing. I discovered nothing new except that it had a bunch of small holes.
Oh. Theres a button in the middle of the tube.
I brought it up to my eyes to inspect once more.
Should I press it? Screw it, I pressed it already.
The mont I pushed down on the button, countless streams of water shot out of the holes right into my inspecting face and eyes
Blast it! The water streams werent particularly painful for my eyes, but I still reflexively reached out to snap the tube in two anyway. And it broke Yet from where it broke open, an unknown white substance began to leak out This substance feels kinda familiar, like Ive seen it before sowhere.
I placed the broken tube back into the cup then stuck my head into the sinks basin. Water shot out of the spout re seconds later right into my waiting face.
Well thats my face washed.
I reached out blindly to grab a towel and dried my face, then hung it back onto its rack. Then, just as confused as I was before I entered the bathroom again, I left the bathroom which confused just as much as my current situation.
Just as I stepped out, I ca face to face with a black capped man in a black suit who had his back stuck fast to the wall in what looked like an attempt at infiltration. The mont he saw , his eyes went wide. A second later, he reached into pocket like he was trying to pull out sothing.
I was equally stunned by this mans appearance and actions. For so reason, his actions seed to remind of sothing, and a sense of dread soon descended upon . My muscles exploded forth in a burst of speed, fists bearing down on the mans chest with utmost urgency. The man hadnt had ti to draw out the object yet, and I could see the undisguised shock in his eyes as my fist slowly drew closer. He definitely did not expect to be this quick -quicker than even him drawing that object out!
A clean hit!
At least that was what I thought had happened However, my fist ended up passing through the man, striking the decidedly solid wall behind him and leaving a sizable dent in it. Unfortunately, my fist was in no better shape either as it began to bend at an odd angle.
Why the heck did my fist just pass through him, thats just not scientific! What does scientific an anyway?
What followed next left speechless. The man completely ignored the fact that I just passed through him and did a backflip as if he was trying to dodge sothing. It was at that mont that a blue laser shot in the backnothing happenedno damage at all
What the heck?!
I turned around to find a uniford man wielding a pistol and firing it at the black clothed man
You know what, Ill admit, I dont know what the heck is going on now. Why did I just pass through that man? And why did that mans laser do nothing to ?! What state am I even in? Am I a ghost?
Just as my confusion was about to send spiralling off into a frenzied fit of head scratching, a clarion voice rang out from . Hahahaha Ke, youre too adorable. Cant you tell that youre standing in a holographic movie?
says a completely dumbstruck .
I imdiately turned my head in the direction of that young girls voice. It was an extrely cute teenage girl, with long green hair and bright eyes that only seed to energise her appearance further. She wore a white casual one-piece dress which was in a terrible state right now from her vigorous chortling. Shes clearly in pain right now but as the target of her chortling, shouldnt I be in more pain?!
Who are you? Feeling no enmity from her, I lowered my guard and asked her as such. That imdiately earned a lock of shock, shortly followed by her running up to and grabbing . I swiftly evaded her hands, then glared at her, who are you exactly?
Its . Its your sister Bitong. What the heck? Dont you recognise anymore?
Seeing that her hug failed miserably, she anxiously began to explain herself. Judging by the genuine unease on her face, it seed like she was telling the truth.
Sister Bitong? That na doesnt ring any bells with . But she doesnt seem to be lying either. Maybe she really does have so connection with ?
As a test, I asked, You know ? Then whats my na?
Of course I know you! I know you better than anyone else! The teenage girl claiming to be my sister Bitong answered, your na is Mo Ke.
Mo Ke? That does sound like my na.
No way dont tell youve even forgotten who you are?!
Seeing fall silent like that, she was starting to understand what situation I found myself in right now. Dont tell youve really gotten amnesia are we in so kind of B-rated novel?
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