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Chapter 7 - chapter seven : the sudden failed

"Miyoko… who is that man you know?"

My eyes were locked on her face waiting for even the smallest sign of honesty

But her expression stayed still… too calm

"That man… he's nothing more than a famous criminal from the old districts"

she said quietly without lifting her eyes

Famous?

The word echoed in my head like an alarm

"If he's so famous… why have I never heard of him?"

She didn't answer

Her lips tightened as if she regretted saying it

Before I could speak again—

WEEOO— WEEOO— WEEOO—

Police sirens

Loud

Close

Sharp

I looked toward the street—

and everything inside me screamed:

No… not now… not the vision…

But the sound grew louder, until police cars stopped right in front of the hospital

My breathing stumbled

The world froze

"This can't be… it can't be…"

I whispered without realizing

Then I ran

I didn't think

I didn't look back

My body moved on its own

"Genso! Wait!"

Riko shouted behind me

And further back—

"Genso! Stop!!" Miyoko's voice broke the air

But my legs wouldn't stop

The sirens shook the sky blue lights flashing everywhere

And when I reached the hospital gate—

I froze

Yellow police tape

Officers holding radios

Nurses crying

The main entrance completely blocked

Riko reached me breathless:

"Genso… what's happening?"

I didn't answer

I stepped toward an officer near the entrance

"Sir, please… what happened here?"

He gave me a quick annoyed look

"This area is closed.. Step back kid"

"Please… just tell me"

My voice trembled

He sighed then said:

"There's been a murder On the fourth floor"

My heart dropped

The fourth floor

The same hallway

The same white floor

"When… when did this happen?"

I asked in a broken whisper

He checked a small notepad

"Just a few minutes ago"

A few minutes

Exactly… not a long time after my vision

I stepped back

Riko grabbed my shoulder:

"Genso… was this what you saw?"

I didn't look at him

I stared at the hospital

Miyoko arrived seconds later her face pale

"Genso… are you okay?"

I turned to her—

anger fear and confusion mixed inside me

"You said he was just a criminal…

but I saw him before the murder happened"

She took a small step back

Not from fear of me—

but fear of what my words meant

I stared into her eyes:

"Miyoko…

you know him, don't you?

You really know him…"

Before she could respond—

A red emergency light turned on above the fourth floor

Doctors ran out of the stairwell shouting:

"We found something else! Hurry!"

Another scream echoed inside the building

My body turned cold

It wasn't just a murder

There was…

something else

I stared at that red light—

and without thinking ran again

"Genso!"

Riko screamed

"Stop!"

Miyoko called after me

But I rushed past the police tape dodging an officer's hand

Someone yelled:

"Hey!! Get back here!!"

But my mind drowned everything out:

I need to see it myself

I flew up the stairs—

Second floor—

Third—

Fourth—

The floor of the vision

The blood

The man with the black bag

I reached the hallway

It was identical

Terrifyingly identical

A flickering light above

Nurses escaping

Two officers standing near a wide-open door

One officer stepped forward:

"Kid! Don't go in th—"

But I pushed past him, entering the room

Dark

Cold like a grave

The sharp smell of metal in the air

Then I saw it

Blood

Not only on the floor—

but on the wall

I stepped closer

One step

Another

Until the letters became clear

Written in dark red…

slanted…

as if someone wrote them quickly before disappearing

"Spectra"

My entire body froze

My breath stopped

Spectra?

A word I'd never heard…

Why here?

Why in blood?

My hands shook uncontrollably

"What… does this mean…?"

I whispered

I felt someone behind me

I turned—

Miyoko was standing in the doorway

Her face pale

Her eyes wide

She wasn't shocked

She wasn't confused

She looked like someone facing a ghost from her past

Riko appeared behind her, breathless:

"What… what does that mean? Who wrote that?"

Miyoko didn't answer

She stared at the word—

in a way only someone who recognized it would

No surprise

No denial

Just fear

Deep fear

Fear of the name

Fear of the past

I felt the same fear crawl through me

I stepped closer to her, my voice weak:

"Miyoko…

what does that name mean…?"

She raised her head slowly

Her eyes met mine

And the silence that followed…

was more terrifying than any answer

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