Soft hands touched Shuu all over. The gentle grip on his arm forced Shuu to turn his face away from whatever he was facing. A soft hand covered his eyes as well, making sure he wouldn't be able to see much.
Whatever was happening, wherever he was, Shuu could not guess. Nor did he want to guess. All he wanted to do was close his eyes and pretend he was asleep for a bit longer.
Unfortunately, the hand over his eyes quickly pulled away, and he finally opened his eyes. But instead of a beautiful field of flowers as he expected, all his eyes saw was a disaster.
The bodies lying in front of him were half-burned, and most of them looked too disfigured to be able to tell whom they belonged to. Blood was still seeping out of those corpses, and Shuu tried to take a step back.
"W-What is going on? Who am I…?"
Shuu questioned as he brought his hands toward his face, only to freeze as soon as he looked at them.
