Hell’s Confession

-Max-

-Two Days Before the Typhoon-

I keep having this strange dream.

We’re all in a shelter during the storm. I can’t remember exactly how everything played out. All I know is that everyone is like in a closet area and then I lock the door. I am singing an old song to myself as I do so, but I don’t remember what it is. It might have been a school when I went to school in Tokyo. Anyway, I pour down the gasoline on the floor in front of the closet and lean against the wall with a lit lighter in my hand.

I shook my head as I grabbed my arm.

I don’t know why I would be doing this. I really do care about you guys and I would never do anything to hurt you. Nobody else knows about this right now.

I pushed back my black and blonde-streaked hair.

It doesn’t make any sense. I don’t know what any of it means. I don’t even know why I’m telling you this of all people.

Liz looked at me with an eyebrow raised. “So… What? What do you want me to say?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “I don’t know. Do you think it’s trying to tell me something? Am I going crazy? Help me out here.”

“I’m not much help anyway,” she admitted. “I don’t really care to be honest with you.”

“But you’re the first person I’ve told about this,” I said. “I don’t know what to do.”

“You’ve come to the wrong place, man.”

“Thanks.”

-Present Day-

I found myself floating in a cold pitch black. The air felt stale, but a burning smell tickled my nose. Wait… Is that?

I turned around when I heard bell ringing. Tiny flakes of snow started falling from nowhere. Two lights circled my eyes from a distance. When I heard the bells again, I saw what was going to unfold.

This is…