Post by Takumi Nishijou on Feb 8, 2023 12:27:01 GMT -5
The flames burned bright. Dark flames dancing inside the incinerator. They were burning a uniform and a lot of textbooks. That house war located near the foot of a mountain, and from the garden of the house you could clearly see the sea. From the distance you could hear the sound of the boats, and a refreshing breeze moved the nearly trees.
In the middle of such tranquility, a small stature girl named Kizue Orimoto was standing in front of the incinerator, alongside a heavy atmosphere. Those books and the uniform, while her eyes glittered with the flames, were the same ones she was using until yesterday.
She was totally still, as if she didn’t want to let them go, even so when she was the one that threw them inside the fire. And abruptly, her expression got mixed with pain, placing her hand over her ears and shaking her head.
Her mouth opened, but not a single noise came out, she just breathed furiously, without leaving a single whimper out of her. While covering her ears, she collapsed on her knees. With the impact her body tensed a little, and her face raised to the sky.
She only moved her head away from that position when another person got near, even if it wasn’t that late yet, the sunlight was weak. Since this house has over fifty years of existence, it wasn’t located in a good place to catch the sunlight.
Just in that moment, Kizue raised again, seconds before her mother appeared in the place.
“Oh, Kizue-chan I was looking for you, did you finish preparing your luggage?”
Kizue just nodded while sitting in the railing of the garden.
“the day after tomorrow we’ll be saying goodbye to this house. This will be your first time going to Tokyo isn’t it? It would be really nice if you could make good friends there…”
Kizue didn’t nod or shake her head with her mother’s words. She just contemplated the flames of the incinerator that were still burning her past self...
“I don’t want to see anything. I don’t want to hear anything. The time is uncertain. My memories contradictory. There are errors in my field of view. The world is not spinning. This must be a game. And this… is not me. This is not the world I should be in…”
While I was talking to the nothingness I turned the PC on, and as soon as Seira-tan appeared as the wallpaper, I started ESO, all of this almost automatically.
“The world I should be in…”
There was a time, when I was young, I remember I was in the living room drawing on my block while laying on the floor. I was using the yellow crayon, and before that I used the red one. I loved to draw, I loved it so much that I even drew on the corners of my notebooks.
The TV was on, but since I was in fourth grade, I didn’t care about it, they were bored. I was drawing a yellow school bus, and I imagined I was the driver. I brought imaginary scenes to the reality thanks to my drawings. Sometimes I worked so hard on it, that my strokes went over the paper and into the floor.
When that happened, Nanami always got mad and scolded me for leaving the floor dirty, even when she is my younger sister. But I didn’t care about it and continued drawing. Until the moment of drawing the people inside the bus, my hand stopped. And then I tore the page out of the sketchbook.
The day before, one day before the excursion trip, my parents said I couldn’t go to the trip, even when I was so hyped to go. No matter how much I cried and screamed, they never changed their mind, with the excuse of thinking about the best for me. I hated my parents from the bottom of my heart, even when all the kids in my grade were able to go, I wasn’t. it felt as if I was being torn out of the rest of the world. I couldn’t forgive my teacher, my classmates for leaving me behind, and especially my parents for handing down such sentence.
With such hatred I grudged the world again and again. “They shouldn’t be able to go” “they shouldn’t have fun on the trip” “They should die for going”. With such thinking the next day came. I remember the phone ringing since early, and Nanami sitting in the sofa like a lady while reading manga, she decided to stay as well to be a company to her older brother.
Our father was already on his job, and since there was no need to go to the school, I opened my sketchbook and started drawing to clear my mind. My anger didn’t subside no matter how many times I tore a page from the book or how many times I envisioned the same scene both in my mind and in the paper.
“Huh? That school bus… hey mama!”
I thought that she was referring to my drawings, but Nanami was looking at the TV instead, while my mother came back from the kitchen, I looked at the tv as well. The screen showed a bridge, broken and with a distance of almost 164 feet a lone school bus was at the bottom. It was the bus I was supposed to be riding in, if I had gone to the trip. It was easy to understand what had happened. The faces of my classmates appeared in the TV, some of them crying, some of them with blood in their heads, and some of them being carried to an ambulance.
“Taku-chan, something terrible happened!”
My mother appeared on the doorstep to the living room, while holding the phone on her hands. The bus had an accident during the trip and fell from a really long distance because the bridge it was in fell down.
“the teacher Saitou…”
He was dead, I didn’t need my mother’s confirmation, and probably all my classmates would be dead soon as well. I was sure of it because the same scenes that were appearing in the screen were very similar to the ones I drew on my sketchbook. At that time, I thought that maybe I had precognitive powers, this idea was fueled by another TV show in which a kid with those powers managed to pass a test with 90% of certainty, at that time I did the same test and got a perfect score, but never told anything to my family about it.
My mother then came to embrace me, but I freed myself from her embrace and went to a corner of the room.
“It was the right decision after all, to forbid you to go to that trip.”
I was disgusted, both for my mother’s claim and because the idea of me having that kind of powers turned really frightening to me, to the point that I stopped talking, I turned literally mute. My parents turned even more over-protective of me, they took me to a hospital where I was diagnosed to have PTSD, but no matter how much they worried about me, I never forgave them for that.
Everything felt so unreal, and the evil of the people seemed to be directed at me. After finishing what she had to tell me, Yui just took her bag and left. And after cheating on me she still wants me to believe her. But then again, the next day I checked the timestamps of the conversation at E-Café and confirmed that they didn’t match.
“I won’t believe a word of all that bullshit… but maybe, perhaps I’m a sleepwalker? I don’t remember sleeping during that moment, but the other option would be that my body was controlled by somebody else, and that’s even more impossible” [/i]
Trying to escape from the stress, I went to play ESO yet again. Even while being conscious that that world is not real, in the game I am Reinhardt, an existence near to God. I can accept that lie, that delusion.
“Hey, Reinhardt. Am I the one controlling you? Or are you controlling me? Are you the real deal, and I’m just a character? What would happen if this world I’m in is a game?... that would make sense, in the same way I’m watching Reinhardt through the screen, there is somebody else behind me, watching me…”
“Whose eyes are those eyes?” thinking about that phrase, the idea somewhat starts to get more realistic.
“That person would be the one controlling me, if that is the case, I would like you to play better. But a character can’t argue about that. It can be also an error, like the one of me hanging out with crazy girls and killers.”
The image that Ronin shared with me sparkles in my mind again, so I shake my head to try and get it out of my mind.
“If there is someone controlling me, I beg you, please reset me. And rebuild me again from scratch…”
The next day, I was at the hospital, this place hasn’t changed a bit since a decade ago. It felt like the world wasn’t changing in here, there was a strong smell of disinfectant, and the people waiting to be attended had gloomy and dark looks, that’s why I don’t like hospitals, but there was something I needed to make sure about, so I was here, waiting for my turn.
After trying to play ESO and failing thanks to the words of Yui, I worried over it until dawn, and then had no other choice but to be sure that I was a normal person. I came here so a doctor can say that “Takumi Nishijou is a normal human being”, that way I could prove to Yui that the one with problems was not me.
I was used to coming here for psychiatric attention, my mother brought me here regularly, until the doctor said I was cured of my trauma, that was almost five years ago. At first I was being attended by one doctor which was pretty influential in the hospital, but then his disciple changed places with him, the new doctor, Takashina, was a much kinder person than the first doctor, and I’ll never forget something he said on the last visit I gave him “A hospital is not only a place to heal wounds and illness, it can be also a place to heal the heart”.
Leaving alone the fact that I hated to be in the hospital, Dr. Takashina was a good and smart guy, he was the one that managed to take me out of my mute problem and declared me healed. I wondered if maybe he could be the one to attend me, maybe he’ll feel disappointed to see that I turned into an otaku, or maybe he doesn’t remember me after all.
I was walking the corridor to my assigned room. When I entered, I could notice that it was different from the one I always had been when I was young, and as I entered, a known face was there.
“Hi, Nishijou-kun.”
Dr. Takashina was there, he hasn’t changed in the last five years, I was happy to see that, so I immediately began to beg for help.
“Doctor, s-save me!”
“What happened?”
“A w-weird woman… she’s chasing me. At this rate I won’t be able to go to school a-and she went to my home so she knows where I live, I c-can’t rest easy for even a minute!”
“Calm down…”
“I c-can’t calm down. She… she’s not normal, I am normal. But not only Yui, there’s also that d-demon girl… that’s right! She’s the real culprit!”
“The real culprit?”
“The New Revolution killer! I saw her i-in the crime scene, she was in front of the body.”
“It’s ok, you don’t have to worry so much. For starters, try to calm down ok?”
I was at a loss of words, I didn’t understand how could I be calm, but if the doctor says so, probably he knows better.
“I-is going to be ok? F-for real?”
“Of course that I’m sure of it.”
“B-but how can you be so sure? She’s dangerous, and she’s c-chasing me!”
“You want to know the reason? Well… it’s because that young woman doesn’t exist in this world.”
“Huh? B-but…!”
“You’re just scared of your own delusions.”
I couldn’t understand it, he was being so kind, but the words he was using confused me too much.
“Nishijou-kun, you never saw that young woman, is that clear?”
“I d-don’t understand it”
“You never got to see that young woman, because during the last 7 years… you have never… gave one step… out of this hospital…”
“What are you…?”
“You have never left this hospital during the past 7 years, you understand, right?”
There was no way I could understand that, I was impressed at how he could say something like that with a smile in his face. I looked at my clothes, today I was wearing a Seira-tan t-shirt, a stripe pattern vest and some jeans. But now, for some reason, I was wearing hospital clothes. A piece of yellow and green cloth that looks like a dress. I didn’t remember changing my clothes in any moment.
“This is a private hospital, we don’t have visits here and patients are separated between men and women, and all the nurses are men. So, you have not had contact with women during 7 years, including your family. Understand?”
It’s a lie, it has to be. I’m an independent student living in Shibuya, a very known player in ESO, going to school the bare minimum amount of times.
“That’s a lie for sure…”
“Do you really think that? Then I’m afraid that your mind is still not healed. You’ll need to be some more time in the hospital”
The doctor took some notes on his notebook and then looked at me, with such pity, he has never seen me like that. I fell on my knees, and tears started pouring from my cheeks.
“I see, all of my memories were nothing but delusions. The abnormal one was me all the time. It is really sad… but it doesn’t matter anymore. That kind of delusions are not memories I want to keep with me… then, I can create everything from zero, next time I’ll be sociable and a nice guy, very popular with the girls. All of my friends are going to be beautiful idols, and I’ll be way braver than now. It’ll be fun, the new beginning of a life with smiles and fun!” [/i]
My mind was burning with the new ideas, and I was honestly overjoyed now.
“hee-hee, hehehehehe…!”
The sound of an old TV being turned off resounded in my head. With a blink of my eyes, I noticed that I was still in the waiting room of the hospital. My body was drenched in sweat and a chill was running through my spine. I took a look around me, not understanding where was this place. Looking at the clock, it seems that half an hour has passed since I came here.
“Was all of that a delusion? It might have been better to sleep since I didn’t sleep at all yesterday, but that was a terrible delusion, right...?” [/i]
At the end I had to wait almost two hours for my turn. When I entered the room, that delusion felt again in my mind, everything was like the same delusion, even the Dr. Takashina was there, looking the same since last time.
“So, what can I do for you?”
“Umm, I’m N-nishijou.”
“Oh, excuse me for my manners. I’m Takashina, pleased to meet you.”
He wasn’t claiming that my memories were delusions, but it seems like he doesn’t remember me at all. It seems like I was expecting a lot of him, even if I understand that five years is enough time to forget, my heart was in shatters with loneliness and a void after realizing it, when he looked a me, I couldn’t make eye contact with him.
“So it seems like you want to confirm if you’re a sleepwalker. What happened?”
“Umm, is… is it possible to w-walk around the city… or write o-on the PC without having any recollection of it?”
“Hmm.”
“A-an acquaintance said something l-like that, and I am confused.”
“So, you want to confirm if what that acquaintance said is true, or just a joke. Correct?”
Slowly, I nod with my head, then the doctor took some notes on his notebook.
“By the way, has that acquaintance of yours seen you while acting like a sleepwalker?”
“N-no…”
“Have you ever woken up in a different place where you remember going to sleep?”
“No.”
“Then this acquaintance of yours was the first person to tell you about it?”
When I nodded to his question, the doctor took a pallet stick and checked my mouth.
“I… h-haven’t slept at all…”
“Were you scared of it perhaps? But there’s no need to worry that much about it… Hozuki-san, come for a moment please.”
“Right away.”
The doctor told something to the young nurse that came at the doctor’s call, and then she went back to the other side of the office. Meanwhile the doctor told me all about the sleepwalkers. Apparently, somnambulism occurs during no-REM sleep, this happens because the brain activity is not normal, but the person can accomplish simple feats while sleeping, the stress of the subject has a heavy effect on this too.
After the explanation, the doctor decided to make a test, so the nurse took me to a bed in the same office and left me to sleep for some hours, in wait to get a reaction like that of a sleepwalker. It took me some time to finally get to sleep, but after the time of sleep, the doctor assured me that, at least this time, nothing unusual happened.
In the middle of such tranquility, a small stature girl named Kizue Orimoto was standing in front of the incinerator, alongside a heavy atmosphere. Those books and the uniform, while her eyes glittered with the flames, were the same ones she was using until yesterday.
She was totally still, as if she didn’t want to let them go, even so when she was the one that threw them inside the fire. And abruptly, her expression got mixed with pain, placing her hand over her ears and shaking her head.
Her mouth opened, but not a single noise came out, she just breathed furiously, without leaving a single whimper out of her. While covering her ears, she collapsed on her knees. With the impact her body tensed a little, and her face raised to the sky.
She only moved her head away from that position when another person got near, even if it wasn’t that late yet, the sunlight was weak. Since this house has over fifty years of existence, it wasn’t located in a good place to catch the sunlight.
Just in that moment, Kizue raised again, seconds before her mother appeared in the place.
“Oh, Kizue-chan I was looking for you, did you finish preparing your luggage?”
Kizue just nodded while sitting in the railing of the garden.
“the day after tomorrow we’ll be saying goodbye to this house. This will be your first time going to Tokyo isn’t it? It would be really nice if you could make good friends there…”
Kizue didn’t nod or shake her head with her mother’s words. She just contemplated the flames of the incinerator that were still burning her past self...
“I don’t want to see anything. I don’t want to hear anything. The time is uncertain. My memories contradictory. There are errors in my field of view. The world is not spinning. This must be a game. And this… is not me. This is not the world I should be in…”
While I was talking to the nothingness I turned the PC on, and as soon as Seira-tan appeared as the wallpaper, I started ESO, all of this almost automatically.
“The world I should be in…”
There was a time, when I was young, I remember I was in the living room drawing on my block while laying on the floor. I was using the yellow crayon, and before that I used the red one. I loved to draw, I loved it so much that I even drew on the corners of my notebooks.
The TV was on, but since I was in fourth grade, I didn’t care about it, they were bored. I was drawing a yellow school bus, and I imagined I was the driver. I brought imaginary scenes to the reality thanks to my drawings. Sometimes I worked so hard on it, that my strokes went over the paper and into the floor.
When that happened, Nanami always got mad and scolded me for leaving the floor dirty, even when she is my younger sister. But I didn’t care about it and continued drawing. Until the moment of drawing the people inside the bus, my hand stopped. And then I tore the page out of the sketchbook.
The day before, one day before the excursion trip, my parents said I couldn’t go to the trip, even when I was so hyped to go. No matter how much I cried and screamed, they never changed their mind, with the excuse of thinking about the best for me. I hated my parents from the bottom of my heart, even when all the kids in my grade were able to go, I wasn’t. it felt as if I was being torn out of the rest of the world. I couldn’t forgive my teacher, my classmates for leaving me behind, and especially my parents for handing down such sentence.
With such hatred I grudged the world again and again. “They shouldn’t be able to go” “they shouldn’t have fun on the trip” “They should die for going”. With such thinking the next day came. I remember the phone ringing since early, and Nanami sitting in the sofa like a lady while reading manga, she decided to stay as well to be a company to her older brother.
Our father was already on his job, and since there was no need to go to the school, I opened my sketchbook and started drawing to clear my mind. My anger didn’t subside no matter how many times I tore a page from the book or how many times I envisioned the same scene both in my mind and in the paper.
“Huh? That school bus… hey mama!”
I thought that she was referring to my drawings, but Nanami was looking at the TV instead, while my mother came back from the kitchen, I looked at the tv as well. The screen showed a bridge, broken and with a distance of almost 164 feet a lone school bus was at the bottom. It was the bus I was supposed to be riding in, if I had gone to the trip. It was easy to understand what had happened. The faces of my classmates appeared in the TV, some of them crying, some of them with blood in their heads, and some of them being carried to an ambulance.
“Taku-chan, something terrible happened!”
My mother appeared on the doorstep to the living room, while holding the phone on her hands. The bus had an accident during the trip and fell from a really long distance because the bridge it was in fell down.
“the teacher Saitou…”
He was dead, I didn’t need my mother’s confirmation, and probably all my classmates would be dead soon as well. I was sure of it because the same scenes that were appearing in the screen were very similar to the ones I drew on my sketchbook. At that time, I thought that maybe I had precognitive powers, this idea was fueled by another TV show in which a kid with those powers managed to pass a test with 90% of certainty, at that time I did the same test and got a perfect score, but never told anything to my family about it.
My mother then came to embrace me, but I freed myself from her embrace and went to a corner of the room.
“It was the right decision after all, to forbid you to go to that trip.”
I was disgusted, both for my mother’s claim and because the idea of me having that kind of powers turned really frightening to me, to the point that I stopped talking, I turned literally mute. My parents turned even more over-protective of me, they took me to a hospital where I was diagnosed to have PTSD, but no matter how much they worried about me, I never forgave them for that.
Everything felt so unreal, and the evil of the people seemed to be directed at me. After finishing what she had to tell me, Yui just took her bag and left. And after cheating on me she still wants me to believe her. But then again, the next day I checked the timestamps of the conversation at E-Café and confirmed that they didn’t match.
“I won’t believe a word of all that bullshit… but maybe, perhaps I’m a sleepwalker? I don’t remember sleeping during that moment, but the other option would be that my body was controlled by somebody else, and that’s even more impossible” [/i]
Trying to escape from the stress, I went to play ESO yet again. Even while being conscious that that world is not real, in the game I am Reinhardt, an existence near to God. I can accept that lie, that delusion.
“Hey, Reinhardt. Am I the one controlling you? Or are you controlling me? Are you the real deal, and I’m just a character? What would happen if this world I’m in is a game?... that would make sense, in the same way I’m watching Reinhardt through the screen, there is somebody else behind me, watching me…”
“Whose eyes are those eyes?” thinking about that phrase, the idea somewhat starts to get more realistic.
“That person would be the one controlling me, if that is the case, I would like you to play better. But a character can’t argue about that. It can be also an error, like the one of me hanging out with crazy girls and killers.”
The image that Ronin shared with me sparkles in my mind again, so I shake my head to try and get it out of my mind.
“If there is someone controlling me, I beg you, please reset me. And rebuild me again from scratch…”
The next day, I was at the hospital, this place hasn’t changed a bit since a decade ago. It felt like the world wasn’t changing in here, there was a strong smell of disinfectant, and the people waiting to be attended had gloomy and dark looks, that’s why I don’t like hospitals, but there was something I needed to make sure about, so I was here, waiting for my turn.
After trying to play ESO and failing thanks to the words of Yui, I worried over it until dawn, and then had no other choice but to be sure that I was a normal person. I came here so a doctor can say that “Takumi Nishijou is a normal human being”, that way I could prove to Yui that the one with problems was not me.
I was used to coming here for psychiatric attention, my mother brought me here regularly, until the doctor said I was cured of my trauma, that was almost five years ago. At first I was being attended by one doctor which was pretty influential in the hospital, but then his disciple changed places with him, the new doctor, Takashina, was a much kinder person than the first doctor, and I’ll never forget something he said on the last visit I gave him “A hospital is not only a place to heal wounds and illness, it can be also a place to heal the heart”.
Leaving alone the fact that I hated to be in the hospital, Dr. Takashina was a good and smart guy, he was the one that managed to take me out of my mute problem and declared me healed. I wondered if maybe he could be the one to attend me, maybe he’ll feel disappointed to see that I turned into an otaku, or maybe he doesn’t remember me after all.
I was walking the corridor to my assigned room. When I entered, I could notice that it was different from the one I always had been when I was young, and as I entered, a known face was there.
“Hi, Nishijou-kun.”
Dr. Takashina was there, he hasn’t changed in the last five years, I was happy to see that, so I immediately began to beg for help.
“Doctor, s-save me!”
“What happened?”
“A w-weird woman… she’s chasing me. At this rate I won’t be able to go to school a-and she went to my home so she knows where I live, I c-can’t rest easy for even a minute!”
“Calm down…”
“I c-can’t calm down. She… she’s not normal, I am normal. But not only Yui, there’s also that d-demon girl… that’s right! She’s the real culprit!”
“The real culprit?”
“The New Revolution killer! I saw her i-in the crime scene, she was in front of the body.”
“It’s ok, you don’t have to worry so much. For starters, try to calm down ok?”
I was at a loss of words, I didn’t understand how could I be calm, but if the doctor says so, probably he knows better.
“I-is going to be ok? F-for real?”
“Of course that I’m sure of it.”
“B-but how can you be so sure? She’s dangerous, and she’s c-chasing me!”
“You want to know the reason? Well… it’s because that young woman doesn’t exist in this world.”
“Huh? B-but…!”
“You’re just scared of your own delusions.”
I couldn’t understand it, he was being so kind, but the words he was using confused me too much.
“Nishijou-kun, you never saw that young woman, is that clear?”
“I d-don’t understand it”
“You never got to see that young woman, because during the last 7 years… you have never… gave one step… out of this hospital…”
“What are you…?”
“You have never left this hospital during the past 7 years, you understand, right?”
There was no way I could understand that, I was impressed at how he could say something like that with a smile in his face. I looked at my clothes, today I was wearing a Seira-tan t-shirt, a stripe pattern vest and some jeans. But now, for some reason, I was wearing hospital clothes. A piece of yellow and green cloth that looks like a dress. I didn’t remember changing my clothes in any moment.
“This is a private hospital, we don’t have visits here and patients are separated between men and women, and all the nurses are men. So, you have not had contact with women during 7 years, including your family. Understand?”
It’s a lie, it has to be. I’m an independent student living in Shibuya, a very known player in ESO, going to school the bare minimum amount of times.
“That’s a lie for sure…”
“Do you really think that? Then I’m afraid that your mind is still not healed. You’ll need to be some more time in the hospital”
The doctor took some notes on his notebook and then looked at me, with such pity, he has never seen me like that. I fell on my knees, and tears started pouring from my cheeks.
“I see, all of my memories were nothing but delusions. The abnormal one was me all the time. It is really sad… but it doesn’t matter anymore. That kind of delusions are not memories I want to keep with me… then, I can create everything from zero, next time I’ll be sociable and a nice guy, very popular with the girls. All of my friends are going to be beautiful idols, and I’ll be way braver than now. It’ll be fun, the new beginning of a life with smiles and fun!” [/i]
My mind was burning with the new ideas, and I was honestly overjoyed now.
“hee-hee, hehehehehe…!”
The sound of an old TV being turned off resounded in my head. With a blink of my eyes, I noticed that I was still in the waiting room of the hospital. My body was drenched in sweat and a chill was running through my spine. I took a look around me, not understanding where was this place. Looking at the clock, it seems that half an hour has passed since I came here.
“Was all of that a delusion? It might have been better to sleep since I didn’t sleep at all yesterday, but that was a terrible delusion, right...?” [/i]
At the end I had to wait almost two hours for my turn. When I entered the room, that delusion felt again in my mind, everything was like the same delusion, even the Dr. Takashina was there, looking the same since last time.
“So, what can I do for you?”
“Umm, I’m N-nishijou.”
“Oh, excuse me for my manners. I’m Takashina, pleased to meet you.”
He wasn’t claiming that my memories were delusions, but it seems like he doesn’t remember me at all. It seems like I was expecting a lot of him, even if I understand that five years is enough time to forget, my heart was in shatters with loneliness and a void after realizing it, when he looked a me, I couldn’t make eye contact with him.
“So it seems like you want to confirm if you’re a sleepwalker. What happened?”
“Umm, is… is it possible to w-walk around the city… or write o-on the PC without having any recollection of it?”
“Hmm.”
“A-an acquaintance said something l-like that, and I am confused.”
“So, you want to confirm if what that acquaintance said is true, or just a joke. Correct?”
Slowly, I nod with my head, then the doctor took some notes on his notebook.
“By the way, has that acquaintance of yours seen you while acting like a sleepwalker?”
“N-no…”
“Have you ever woken up in a different place where you remember going to sleep?”
“No.”
“Then this acquaintance of yours was the first person to tell you about it?”
When I nodded to his question, the doctor took a pallet stick and checked my mouth.
“I… h-haven’t slept at all…”
“Were you scared of it perhaps? But there’s no need to worry that much about it… Hozuki-san, come for a moment please.”
“Right away.”
The doctor told something to the young nurse that came at the doctor’s call, and then she went back to the other side of the office. Meanwhile the doctor told me all about the sleepwalkers. Apparently, somnambulism occurs during no-REM sleep, this happens because the brain activity is not normal, but the person can accomplish simple feats while sleeping, the stress of the subject has a heavy effect on this too.
After the explanation, the doctor decided to make a test, so the nurse took me to a bed in the same office and left me to sleep for some hours, in wait to get a reaction like that of a sleepwalker. It took me some time to finally get to sleep, but after the time of sleep, the doctor assured me that, at least this time, nothing unusual happened.
