You got the Wrong Person

Memory 1 side A: The lost Man

It was a very bright day. Perhaps It was too bright. It was supposed to be a very, easy job. Go in, take the cash, get out, simple as that. How the f**k did I messed things up? How the f**k DID we Mess up?

The date was January 10, 2025. I was enjoying my cup of americano.Wasnt a fan of sweet coffee, I mean I like cake and all so my coffee should adjust...which is a good reason but I inherited this through my Grandfather. "Hey, boss wanna trade my sponge cake for that strawberry?" Said the man beside me pointing his orange sponge cake. He was Takeuchi nicknamed Takki: a man of stupidity yet he's loveable for that. You could say he's aloof. "Hey don't even think about that! arent you being too close? get away from him!" interjected the woman directly in front of me. She was Hikari, My trusted assistant. Been 4 years since she worked for me. A fine woman, though acts like a little girl sometimes, which includes her chest size. "oh come on I really want that strawberry!" Takki said, pouting like a kid. Annoyed and irked, Hikari does what she does best...which is violence, and starts to hit Takki. I enjoy these moments, make me happy and warm. I didn't know it was shortlived. I should've known. f*****g fool I was. I stood up eating the last of my cake, sipping what's left of my coffee I uttered "enough of that we have a job to do" grabbing my coat and bag I turned around with a smile. "see you angered him" Hikari blaming Takki for the ruckus. "I'm not angry but you two are paying this time" I grin. The two, in utter disbelief, didn't even say a word and just reached for their wallets and waved at the waiter for the check.

That was my last memory of what happened at least. Here I am in the dark.well not that dark it was like a night under a full moon you know, that kind of brightness. I check my arms: nothing wrong here. the same I did with my legs and upper body. I don't seem to be injured or anything it's just I don't know where I am.which is weird because this is probably the first time this happened in my life. I stood up, took the white shirt on the floor, donned it, and started walking through this dark room, which is weirdly large, about as large as a greenhouse. I reach for the door. sure enough it open. i never knew it was gonna chaos beyond this door.and the chaos was ME.

10 minutes outside the door and I think I'm already lost. Nothing of this seems familiar. I've never been here. compels me though to keep walking and discover more....hallway.some more minutes I see a bright light in the door on the end of the hallway. Finally, I said to myself. i speed up, my walking becoming brisker as if seeing the light gave me enjoyment or excitement. I reached the door pushing it a bit too hard.the doorknobs hit the wall where the said door is attached. I'm amazed.No.Im flabbergasted. The scene I'm about to describe is weird. I mean weird. There were like 1000 people in here, lined up like they are gonna pay for groceries.they were lining up for an interview? i asked myself as if this isn't making any goddamned sense.rally interview at this dark of a place. The room itself was really large compared to a football stadium. American football to be exact. what surprised me was the screens up in the roof, large screens like one of those in Tokyo.yeah the one they advertise stuff. I liked those.and the people lining up was really....how should I say this...happy?I see the excitement on their faces, like pure euphoria. It's like they are on drugs you know. which makes me concerned about the second thing I noticed about them: they're all kids.no not kid "kids".what was the word? oh Teenagers.Made me baffled as to why they're here and made me more suspicious as to why IM here.

"Attention. Mr.Kurosawa please head directly north to the interview tables" The PA system loudly voiced out. damn, there's even a PA system here. I don't see speakers though. It took me a minute to realize "wait....thats me they're looking for me" I uttered under my breath.its a habit, talking to myself. makes me calmer I don't know why. I then proceed to do what I was asked to do. I decided to walk forward.everybody was looking at me.some of them, I estimate about 16 to 18 years old. too young to be taking jobs. or maybe this is an actor and actress audition of some sort and I just happened to pass out and end up here. thats viable.maybe the Announcement was from my guys.well one way to find out. I'm almost 40 meters to the nearest table and there was a guy there. or girl.at this distance, I can't even tell. damn my eyesight is failing me.30 meters left. I stop.somethings wrong.very wrong.most people don't have wings.and no most don't glow.like you know a Christmas tree?no people don't go shine. i turn around. then something caught my hands.its not someone, it's something. I look back, and sure enough, I see something that my mind cannot comprehend.at least for now. a thing that has a wing, carrying a spear with its bony hands.skeletal hands as I might say. I didn't fear it. i irked me. this ain't true.probabaly my leg is being pulled or something. I grab the bony hand up to the arm and went for a throw.it was then I realized....it was a wrong move. the thing was hovering 1 foot from the ground.it was flying.and it stabbed me with its spear. I flinch.not the first time I got stabbed and I reckon not the last. The man on the table I was running away from waved his hand and in a loud voice commanded "stop at once clockwork". The thing that stabbed me stopped in place as if it was frozen in time itself.then in a blink of an eye it vanished, spear and all.however my wound is still there. fuckin pierced through me.not that much blood, it was on the shoulders. as I turn my gaze to the man/woman hybrid that I think it is, something pushed me.there was nothing but something is doing the motion. it forced me to the table sitting down. An invisible pressure, enough to push a man and control movements. this is not japan I told myself.and no this isn't the real world either. And I'm about to witness a hard truth. Harder than that time I smacked to a wall because of a motorcycle accident. and no I won't like it.