CHAPTER 1: AM I ALONE? HOUDINI ROSE FROM HIS DEATH? 1

It was a little cool in mid-April to tell the truth. I left the room as soon as the conference ended before everyone else at 2:45 pm. I did not want anyone to see me leave the room quickly because they would call me crazy, although no one knew me as such, no one would stop me anyway. I would have my reasons. Still walked on the wet grass by the sprinklers in the park on the hill.

There, I felt something strange, an unexpected change for the first time after 20 long years of being reincarnated.

'There is no one around me ...'

Truth be told, there were a large number of people at the conference that ended at 2:45. Of course, not all of them were like me, a strange guy who went straight home, however, the complete absence of people in the park on the hill, as well as in the streets around the plaza were empty, made me feel a tension in my chest, a feeling that I was not going to like at all.

'There was no festival today, nor was there a holiday. Was there a university event organized by the other students from previous years? '

Despite this, there was no need to feel strange. I still remember the emptiness, the loneliness that I previously felt in the dark, it was perhaps centuries of trauma, but they did me good, as they say over there, what doesn't kill you, makes you stronger.

Going back to what I was saying, I recognize the "solitude" that surrounds me, anyway I left all the chat groups that invited me since I started university! It wasn't as if it was antisocial or anything like that.

It was exclusively as a consequence of not supporting flirting, invitations to drink, 90% of the conversations that occurred within the university chat were that, and the rest you wondered? Easy.

Fabulous and merciful memes.

So I chose to get out of all the chat and just share with my roommates ...

Although sometimes they ignored me. I still don't understand the apparent reason.

Will i be ugly?

I felt a little pain in vain at the thought of it. Anyway I went down the hill bravely despite the shortage of people. I wanted to take a ride on a bus, but there were no vehicles in sight. This actually reminded me of a movie I saw before I died as a hero later I will tell you how my past life was and what I did to get to this world so similar to what I lived before.

Was there a military exercise at the university? [1] Maybe the game of hide and seek at school? All kinds of thoughts came to my mind, but I quickly dismissed them. For twenty years, I had never held hands with a girl, not because I was a herbivore, NO!, not at all. The problem was them. And to tell the truth, the lack of other presences at this time was nothing compared to the 20 years I suffered without counting the trauma in a vacuum that left me sequels, yeah I'm sure.

However, my reflections dissipated as soon as I left the school entrance.

'What?'

There was no one.

'What the hell!'

No one was around me!

'What's going on? What's going on!?'

Panicked, I repeated the same phrase awkwardly as I ran around. There was no one. To think a crazy idea like a mass picnic was unlikely. Impossible? it wasn't, it was just unlikely. The situation was too alarming to escape reality. AND I DID IT IN A FABULOUS WAY!

No one. There was no human in sight!

I looked through the window of the convenience store that I often visited. The food on the table was emitting hot steam, the chair was pushed back slightly, as if someone was sitting on it just now.

Furthermore, the spoons and chopsticks were thrown aside irregularly, giving them a sense that their users abruptly disappeared out of nowhere. In a few words Houdini rose from his death and made me his greatest masterpiece!

This uniqueness applied to all stores. By the way, how about the cars? Moving cars in traffic had collided so violently that they lost their drivers, with some on the verge of exploding due to gasoline leaks and flames.

'This can't be happening.'

My mind may have been a mess, but I identified the danger and escaped like a b*tch to a street with fewer vehicles. The reverberation of explosions like those in the movies soon tickled my ears.

The wind carrying hot air blew, I escaped as if I was drifting from the wind. Then I shed nonsensical tears.

Yes, I cried like a baby.

My mind was puzzled when I returned to the bus station that I frequented regularly

'Let's go home.' I thought.

Maybe after I shower and eat my fabulous mother's food, and finally fall asleep, things could be different.

'Maybe I'm daydreaming.'

Silly ideas sprung back into my mind the moment the crisis was over. But my fantasies were broken fast this time, the bus just didn't come.

'What the fuck? What's going on?'

I was proud of my mental strength. From elementary to high school twice, I overcame everything with my own effort. As a result, I was attending a fairly reputable university, and was confident of doing everything on my own for the foreseeable future.

However, this was too much for me to control myself.

'Only I have been moved to a different world?'

My situation was so mundane that I said something so stupid. Nothing was changing. The bus did not come, my knees were swollen in pain from running recklessly. I felt sadness grow more with each minute that passed, I realized that my tears fell on the bare earth like bird droppings. Again.

'I'm a jerk, crying over trivial matters, wasn't I in the void? This is nothing compared to what eternal darkness was. No, fuck it. If I don't cry now, what would I cry about later? The isolation during my elementary and high school days has made me lousy before, now the entire district is avoiding me. '

Knowing that crying would not change anything, I quickly came to my senses. exhausting, I felt like a weirdo. For now, getting to my house is my priority.

'Let's walk.'

Even though I knew that there was no one there to hear me speak, I screamed waiting for someone to reveal himself. I embarked an hour and a half of travel wrapped in a layer of disappointment at the obvious result.

Of course, my mother was not present. I tried to check the time, however, all clocks, including those on cell phones and computers, stopped. Father? I never met him, as my mother told me he was a hopeless idiot who liked to gamble. Sold the engagement ring. Almost we all lost it, that's why I value my mother, she is my fundamental pillar in my life. In my past life I was an orphan. In this life being greeted with a warm 'welcome' makes you feel good, saying 'I love you' to your own mother doesn't hurt every once in a while, either. They are small details that you value over time. Much more if it's just the two of us. I thought after a couple of hours of waiting while looking at the eternally blue sky.

The TV only showed static, the radio the same and the internet was not working. It was as if humanity itself had vanished. Except me, who was stuck in a stagnant time.

At least the water and gas pipes were working. I showered and cooked a pack of instant noodles.

'Sluuuuuurp' ~~ So Delicious

The taste deepened my loneliness and more tears flowed down. I was sleepy now that it was full. I didn't care about the mass disappearance, or if the night came. I must sleep. Possibly something can become different while I sleep. I lay down on my bed with those positive thoughts.