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You're falling, and you can't remember why. It's a sickening feeling that makes your insides lurch; the darkness and the vertigo combine, and all you can think of is a story you heard once, somewhere.
Ah, I remember now. It's... a simple story that everyone knows. A legend of a Princess, the Demon Lord who kidnapped her, and the Knight who fought to save her. The Demon Lord had kidnapped the Princess countless times, but every time the Knight bested his challenges and rescued the Princess. No matter what tricks and ploys the Demon Lord used, the Knight would always triumph in the end. This was because--
The world tilts on its axis one last time, and the dream slips from your mind as easily as it arrived. A new voice intrudes on your sleep. Mechanical, monotonous.
"Next stop: Rakuen City. This train terminates here. The next stop is Rakuen. All change." The train rocks steadily. The sun shines through the window cheerfully and if you look out the window you will see rolling meadows full of spring flowers. Steam drifts past the window, it is warm. A mixture of sunlight and the heating of the seats, it adds to the dreamlike atmosphere.
It's strangely difficult to shake off the sleep; the rhythm of the train seems to lull you back into slumber and the air is warm and heavy, making it hard to keep hold of a thought. Finally, though, the nausea settles, the last of the dream fades and you can take in your surroundings. And, perhaps more importantly, those around you in a similar state. The train judders to a stop, through the rain lined windows there is a building and people gathered on the platform.
"We have arrived at Rakuen City. All passengers must leave the train. This train is terminating here. This is Rakuen."
Ah, I remember now. It's... a simple story that everyone knows. A legend of a Princess, the Demon Lord who kidnapped her, and the Knight who fought to save her. The Demon Lord had kidnapped the Princess countless times, but every time the Knight bested his challenges and rescued the Princess. No matter what tricks and ploys the Demon Lord used, the Knight would always triumph in the end. This was because--
The world tilts on its axis one last time, and the dream slips from your mind as easily as it arrived. A new voice intrudes on your sleep. Mechanical, monotonous.
"Next stop: Rakuen City. This train terminates here. The next stop is Rakuen. All change." The train rocks steadily. The sun shines through the window cheerfully and if you look out the window you will see rolling meadows full of spring flowers. Steam drifts past the window, it is warm. A mixture of sunlight and the heating of the seats, it adds to the dreamlike atmosphere.
It's strangely difficult to shake off the sleep; the rhythm of the train seems to lull you back into slumber and the air is warm and heavy, making it hard to keep hold of a thought. Finally, though, the nausea settles, the last of the dream fades and you can take in your surroundings. And, perhaps more importantly, those around you in a similar state. The train judders to a stop, through the rain lined windows there is a building and people gathered on the platform.
"We have arrived at Rakuen City. All passengers must leave the train. This train is terminating here. This is Rakuen."
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"My home is a place like that. A barrier blocks it off from the outside world, and only people with special abilities can even tell it's there, let alone enter or leave." She looked out the window again. "I don't think this is my home... but maybe there are other hidden lands like it."
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Nothing made any sense, Shion wondered if this was some strange dream.
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"Well... the whole thing is pretty metaphorical, except for the part where it works. You could say that there's a boundary between where you're standing and where I'm standing. A boundary manipulator could change that boundary to make those places closer or further apart, or make a barrier in between..."
Yuka blushed some more. "... But she's a lot more likely to do something like make the location of her hand and the location inside my skirt equivalent."
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At her final comment he blushed as well, when he realised what she was saying. "Oh..."
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"Well, it can happen. Certain beings are capable of creating a seal around a place so that the inside doesn't change, out the normal world will project what you want it to, but to make something that would cross into different realities would take a great deal of power." He frowned. It would mean he was not on top of the food chain, and that was where he liked to be.
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He took an exceptionally long drag from his cigarette, clearly enjoying it greatly. "Of course, my sense seems to be off, so I could be wrong."
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It made him feel a little bit stupid, which was an entirely new feeling for Shion.
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Shion shouldn't feel too bad, Asagi is an investigator. A paranormal investigator, to be precise, but still an investigator. Considering that he himself could actually be considered by humans as Paranormal, it made him a lot more qualified than most ghost hunting groups.
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