⚠️ WARNING! BLOOD! GORE! ⚠️

A pair of hazy hazelnut eyes slowly squinted while adjusting to the light burning his eyelashes. A soft whimper escaped from unknown uneasiness. Consciousness starts to take over as the first thing that showed up to him is a blurry image of the ceiling. Blinking multiple times to make the sight clear as he realized he was in the bedroom of BC Sol.

The bluenette slowly sits up to make him comfortable while rubbing his eyes. Turned around to the right side to see another two unoccupied beds.

Feeling of discomfort start to take over once again. A shiver ran down his spine as he feel cold for some unknown reason. Confusion knotted its way into his heart. Unpleasant emotions of fear appear mysteriously.

It feels so strange. As if something behind his back is telling him to run away but why? Is he in danger?

He dismisses the absurd thought because no way will happen. BC Sol is a safe place so that's impossible.

From the corner of his eyes, he spots an odd paper laying innocently on his blanket. Curiosity took over him as he grab the paper and read the words written on it.

W̸̮̳̙͊͆̀̑̀̈̕ͅę̶͍͚̰̫͕̈́̎̎̊͊̉͗̚̚ḽ̴͕̰̥̲̝̙̍̆͗͂̋̑̈́̆̕͜ͅͅc̴̨͙͉̪̩̋̇̾́͜ọ̴̹̭̜̾̏́̓̿̕ṃ̶̲̤̟̮͋͜ę̸̛̦̦͎̭̳̊̇̕ ̶̨̘̦͍̞̝̱̝̙̋͆̒̌̑̋̏̾̈́̔ͅt̸̼̭̦̙͚͚̫̠̠̫̽̊̏͠o̸̜̗̳̓́̓̌̈́̌̈́ ̵͚͋̂͐̐̃͒͝H̶̪̮́̈́͋̒͊̕͠͝e̶̛͚̿̕l̸̨̝̯̟̝̼͉̹̏͆̅͛ͅl̸̢̦͇̼̽͊̿͒̍̾͌̚͜͝͝

All of his senses go high alert the moment he registers what he just read. His eyes widen in surprise when he realized the word were written in red ink like blood just to make things worse.

A sharp short cry escaped from his throat-

(Not because of the paper)

-Is when the door opens creating a creek sound noise

"Woah! Dude calm down"

The frightened boy quickly turns around to see two familiar voices. The one who spoke earlier belong to a tall boy with pompadour blond hair and worried chestnut brown eyes. Then a smaller boy peeked around behind who had bright orange hair and green eyes with a shocked face.

The bluenette takes a deep breath to let his nerve calm down. His two friends share a confused look and walk over to him.

"Are you ok aniki?" Kit's soft questioning voice makes him snap in reality. A not so assuring smile formed on his face

"Y-yeah I'm fine" there is visible hesitance in his voice that everyone could find. And for the first time, he felt his throat hurt. He coughs a little in the unknown cause of pain.

The blond shake his head "You are not fine after we found you look so scared." he pointed out which is true

Well, there is no room for argument as he holds up the paper to show them.

"If-found this w-when I w-wake up in the m-morning and it h-has c-creepy written on it" Valt exclaimed in a shaky voice while shuttering in some words but he think they can still understand his point.

But what makes him confused is when they look at him as if he say something unbelievable.

"W-what?" He asks in utter confusion when they did not react to what he's expecting.

The younger boy tilted his head "I only see a blank paper"

(Huh?)

He was taken aback at his statement. He thought they were just kidding him but he found no trace of lies in their eyes. But he is sure about what he see earlier so he once again pointed it out to them.

"Can't you guys see-"

Did he cut off in his words when the paper look like blank and normal? What happened? Where are the creepy words?

A lot of questions run into his mind but he stops on his train of thought when a gentle hand is put on his shoulder. He looks up in surprise to meet a pair of concerned eyes the same color as his.

"Valt take a deep breath slowly. What you seeing is just a concussion after we find you unconscious" Rantaro explains properly with a gentle voice to calm down his best buddy who looks like he wants to collapse any minute now.

Kit nodded and smile sheepishly while scratching his head "Yeah the impact must be hard that cause you like that... besides I'm the one who put the paper but forgot to write a note oops" He explain and Honcho sigh exasperated in defeat

He blink and found himself dumbfound by the new information he just heard. Does he collapse? When? Is that the reason he doesn't feel well? He doesn't remember anything at all.

But looking up on the bright side at least he knows the reason for his strange discomfort and hallucination. Besides, there is no way Honcho and Kit would give him false information and he trusts them.

Nodding his head to accept the explanation Honcho smiled seeing his buddy looking fine now unlike earlier.

"You must be hungry now considering its already afternoon. You can eat your lunch after you change ok" Honcho remind like a good friend is he and Valt nod

Both Honcho and Kit go out of the room to go to the dining area where Ange's delicious food will be waiting to serve.

As for him, he stands up but fails when his legs feel like jello the moment he steps on the floor. He falls creating a thud sound and thanks to his hands he manages to compose himself. Gaining the energy first and taking it slowly, he regains his right composure and starts to walk over to the bathroom.

Turning on the faucet to let the cold water run down. He put up his hands forward to pour some water into them and look in the mirror.

But to his surprise, the mirror was broken with missing shards. Standing out the most are the words written in it red ink dripping down that create an eerie scenery.

Y̷̨̰̓͗̓͂͑̐͆͘͝ȏ̵̳͍̲̣̼́́́͊̕̕͜ư̵̛̤̯͔̰̝͇͉͙̾̄͂̈́͛̕͜ ̶̗̪̪̯̬̀̅͗̕ẃ̴͕̠̹̑̂͗͐͐̈̅̕̕í̷̔̔͒͛͌͐͛̈́͠ͅļ̴̨̨̭̞̼͚̀̈́͑̓̈́̆͘͠͠l̷͔̩̗̣̩̖̟̋̂̀́́̈̅ ̸̹̟̱̯͖͍̐̑̾̏̈́S̸̛͓̤̺͇̹͊̂̆͌̕͝ų̴͇̼̝̳͇̺͕̰̻͊̓͂͘͝͝f̵̢̦̫̩͇͔̐̿̃̎̈́̐f̶̨͓̰͍̖͇̤̩̀̀̏̒͒̌ȩ̷̬̱̺̰̦̙͛͐̋̾̈́̾r̵̜̱̪̀͒͝

He gulps in another terrifying scene he's seeing again but he quickly remembers Honcho's explanation. So he quickly splashes the water from his hands to his face. He closed his eyes feeling the cold liquid hitting his skin making him refresh.

Slowly opens his eyes to peek through his eyelids to see the situation. To his surprise, the mirror was perfectly fine and there is no sign of any red ink earlier.

So he's hallucinating from the concussion huh? Are there normal people with the same case as him? Is seeing creepy things must suppose to come out? He doesn't like it and he feels so scared.

He might look tough at the first glance of his reaction, but his legs are shaking terribly like he will fall at any minute now. Thankfully his rational side took over and quickly noted that he can't smell anything foul like blood so it was not real and his mind is just playing tricks on him. Panic makes people can't think logically and make them act out of control.

Taking another deep breath again to ease the situation. He looks again at the mirror to fully see himself and notices something is strange

He touches his neck more specifically his throat when he spots a red mark shape of a hand...like someone just strangle him.

That doesn't make any sense because Honcho doesn't mention anything related to this.

He rubs his eyes thinking of another hallucinating but it's still there. That doesn't make any sense. Isn't having a concussion when a hard impact hit the head, then why he can't feel any pain in his head? He once again checks his head in every part but he can't find any bump, wound, or anything that will lead to a concussion. And yet the only thing that hurt in his throat.

He gotta ask Honcho about this later after he changes to clear things up.

Changing into his infamous outfit that consists of bright red and blue color scheme that stands out. Putting on his red hoodie with a yellow emblem on the front, a
light blue body warmer and his head-

Wait! Where is the headband?!

Groaning in annoyance in the realization of losing it. He's having a stroke of bad luck right now. The thought of his hair not being held up annoyed him.

He's just gonna find it later and decided to go straight to the dining room.

· · ─────── · ·

"Hey Valt! You are awake! You make us all worried!"

A joyous one with a hint of worry is the first thing that greets him the moment he stepped into the dining room. The voice belongs to the boy with golden eyes and black hair that flares outwards with spikes, Cuza.

The bluenette smiled gratefully at the thought of his friends' concern about him. He is really lucky to have them. He gently pats Cuza's shoulder to reassure him

"Don't worry I'm fine now" He put up a cheerful smile to enlighten the mood

He keeps receiving questions if he's ok from the other people and he keeps reassuring them that he's fine.

A woman with short brown hair and blue eyes smiles the moment he goes to the counter. "I'm glad you look fine now. Here's your lunch" the warm motherly voice belonging to the chef of BC Sol, Ange

He thanks her and grab the grey tray that contains a delicious paella and a glass of orange juice. He can sniff the lovely aroma of the food and it just makes him more hungry.

But his afternoon wasn't going well when the orange juice turn into red liquid and start to overflow while dripping down and the paella was replaced with a hand-chopped and he can see the wounded flesh open with missing nails and bones

Gulping harshly as his whole body froze in terror with a growing dreadful feeling knotting his guts because of this another hallucination happened. He closes his eyes tightly and shakes his head to get rid of this horrific nightmare.

But the moment he open his eyes he wished he never did because things has just gotten worse. He witnesses in his very own eyes the real nightmare that will hunt him down.

All the people in the dining room were gone instead it was replaced by the horrific scene of walls having blood splattered around in every four corners, broken chairs scattered around, and glass shattered in pieces. Another word was written again on the walls.

B̶̢̡̯̘͔̜͕̭̳̮̒̂̀͘ế̸͇̎́̄̾̒a̸̯͇̫̤̭̯͎̳͗̔̓͜ư̴͕͖̈́̓͋ț̵͓̱̻̦͈̍͂̃͗̐i̶̭̦̦̹̮̜͎͓͈̱̾̂̓̀͑̆̆̕͠f̴̮̯͎̼̠͇̝̈́͘ͅų̴̢̥͈̟̼̗̹̫͕̃̀̈́̇ḷ̶̼̇̃͑͋̇̋͒͠͠ ̴͎͎̩̤͔̺̗̉̉͐͛̇̅͂̾̉͝î̴̧̝̱̠̤̱̋̽͘͠s̵̭͍̯̄̃̀n̴̞̠̭̼̂̇͆̏̀̄͜͜'̷̡̝̫̻͍̺̭̩͖̎̍̑ͅt̸̮̗͙͉̦̗͓̱̯̎̌̃́?̴͚̌

No, it's not, it's the total opposite! But what stands the most is in the table-

(No it can't be-)

- where every plate has a head chopped off that belongs to all of his friends, eyes pulled out, red flesh appear from the cuts across the heads, and blood spurting out from their mouth.

"AHHHHHHHH!!!!!"

Valt can't take it anymore when he let out a high bloodcurdling scream, he takes a step back and falls backward which creates a harsh impact. Because of out of balance, he accidentally let go of the tray. The glass that contain a red substance liquid splashed on his shirt with the chopped hand laying innocently on his abdomen area.

"-alt! Valt! VALT!"

The bluenette was snapped out in reality when forceful yet gentle hands grab his shoulder as he turn around to see a boy with yellow hair with a red streak and black void eyes swirling in concern.

He realized it was another hallucination but more horrifying this time.

"F-free" he whimper and his voice is close to crying. His whole body is trembling in fear, he's having a hard time breathing, with his heartbeat beating rapidly that echoing through his ears

"Ssshhhhhhh take a deep breath" Free gentle voice instruction make him subconsciously follow his order

Takes a deep breath in a slow and steady pattern - inhale, exhale, inhale - and his nerves slowly stop shaking with the help of Free rubbing gently his back which gives him comfort

"Don't worry everything will be ok" He said calmly and take away the mess of paella in his shirt. Oh how he wishes that would happen

Valt feels like all of his energy drains on his body, his eyelids start to feel heavy, slowly closes his eyes as darkness overtakes him. Free quickly acts and catches him before he falls.