Persona 4 ~ Guilt | By : Dragonprayer Category: +S through Z > Shin Megami Tensei: Persona (all) > Shin Megami Tensei: Persona (all) Views: 2311 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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" But I ain't seen nobody move that weren't going for the door...."
~*~Guilt.~*~The calendar couldn't lie, of that he was sure.Still, it was hard to believe he was already living for a full month at his own home. During that time he hadn't received a single text message or phone call from his friends. He didn't blame them, even better, he had expected them not to contact him. After all, they didn't manage to solve the cases and they left a dangerous murderer roaming in the streets.There was evidence, yes, but for some reason it was nowhere to be found. No one knew what had happened to it, and thanks to that Namatame had to pay.
It had been all over the news.What you ask? Well, the execution of course! The poor innocent man was supposed to get life sentence, but the people weren't satisfied with that. Oh no, they wanted blood. An eye for an eye is what they say yes?The poor man was strapped into a chair, and while he screamed he got served by a deadly dose of electricity through his body.
Such a painful death.
Souji Seta had been witness to it, hell, probably whole japan had been witness to it. It was shown on the TV during the day like it was just a normal broadcast.
He didn't want to see it, no. Because, the person that was fuming on that chair was supposed to be him. But, he had to see it. He was being ordered to see it.
The phone would ring, and a very familiar voice said the words. " Turn the TV on, and watch "
With tears in his eyes he would witness the whole execution, only to turn the TV off when it was made known that Namatame was dead. He had cried that whole afternoon until he thought he couldn't produce anymore tears, and afterwards he threw up several times.
The weeks after the execution had been empty and cold. Souji had to attend school again, and of course he met up with his old friends.God, they were so dull.
Girls, sex, booze... Those three things were the only topics they seemed to know and talk about. He would meet his friends a few more times until he finally broke contact with them. They didn't seem to care much, since they only told him he had changed and that he himself was boring.
Thus, he was alone at school. His classmates began to ignore him to boot, talking behind his back about how he was involved in the killing spree in Inaba.
Fine.
He didn't need his former friends, he didn't need his classmates, and most of all he didn't need his parents. His mother and father didn't even bother to pick him up from the station when he had moved back home. No, he had to walk two hours or so only to be greeted by an empty house. There was a note on the fridge: Work, will be home tomorrow. Gosh, they really did honor to the Dojima name. Work was more important than family apparently.
Did the note say 'will be home tomorrow?' dang, they are liars too. They never came home that day, or the day after that. Because after working overseas for so long they had decided they needed a vacation. Vacation! Just the two of them, because they had such tough lives.
Souji wasn't invited.
The nights had been terrible for him the past few days. He would dream of Nanako and the beeping of the life support when her heart died down. Or he would dream of Namatame's execution. He didn't knew which dream scared him the more, but he would always wake up screaming. Eventually he would feel the tears streaming down his face, and while he wept he would hug his pillow close to his chest.Today had been no different.
He gave the calendar one last stare and just before he wanted to walk downstairs for some breakfast he heard the beeping of his cell phone. His eyes shot to his desk, and for a moment he didn't move. He could feel the cold sweat streaming down his back.He didn't want to answer the call, but he had to. With shaky hands he took his cell from the table and placed it at his right ear.
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