七十五 (Voice Post, Japanese | Backdated to Jan. 26)

[onikui_tengu]

[Click. The communicator is turned on, with Haruka unable to restrain his ragged breathing once the recording starts.

He covers his mouth, suppressing the urge to gag. This produces an uncomfortable lurching noise, but he manages to keep it down.]

There's too much blood...

[The nightmares have been keeping him awake, reminding him of all the things that he'd rather forget. Then the feeling of intense paranoia, to 'kill or be killed' had made him feel particularly aggressive. He almost ended up revealing his primal urges against the monsters of the city and within the forest, while he had time to roam in that darkness. His real target was never there for him to land a strike, and maybe... that saved him from doing something he might regret later.

Then that sensation this morning... Did it ever really happen at all?

All he could remember is the red, and it made him feel sick to his stomach. He couldn't even take peace in the fact that the people who disappeared were beginning to return, covered in blood.]

Shinjiro. I'm sorry... I won't be able to come to work today.

[After saying what was necessary, Haruka quickly switches off the communicator.]