Dream Or Reality

Shiro was completely shocked to hear his own name from the mouth of someone else whom he just met.

Furthermore, he had another doubt which he wanted to ask but right now this was much more shocking to him because he had never introduced himself or thanked him yet.

"How did you know my name? And..."

"That's..."

For a second it seemed as if the person averted his gazes and looked at the boy who was standing behind.

It seemed as if he was trying to find an excuse to what he had asked but he wasn't getting any at the moment:

"Actually... we are..."

But a minute later, it was as if he was going to tell about themselves and the reason as to how they knew his name when suddenly a weird noise was heard.

'Ting Ting Ting Ting'

'Ting Ting Ting Ting'

It seemed as if something was ringing. Although it wasn't too loud, it was loud enough to be echoing inside the room.

When Shiro took a look at the direction of which the sound was being heard, he found out that it was the weird watches that were giving such a sound.

The two people who appeared out of nowhere were wearing those watches and they seemed a bit panicked when they heard the noise too.

"Brother, we have to go now!", said the boy who entered a moment later.

The man who was standing right in front of Shiro nodded his head because he too knew about that.

Probably the sound was mademro imdicate their departure or something else.

"Yes..."

Right after nodding his head, he turned his gazes back to Shiro and said, "Listen Shiro, we don't have much time left. So listen to what we have to say..."

"No wait... before you say anything... just tell me..."

"Why...?"

"Why the heck do you look like me!!!?"

Since earlier, Shiro was completely shocked when he looked at the man and that was because both of them looked alike.

Although Shiro was too young and was skinny while the person who was before him was well built as if he had undergone some intense training and wa smuch more elder, it could easily be told that both were the same.

Even though the man's face was covered with blood on the left side, Shiro was able to identify that he indeed looked like himself.

That was the main reason he asked the question right now.

"Shuuu...", the man placed his index finger of the right hand in order to shun him.

"That's not important right now..."

Then he said, "Just shut up and listen to what we have to say!"

"It's urgent! Do you get it? So just listen!"

Although Shiro didn't get the answer to his question, he waited patiently so that he could ask the question later after he had heard what they had to say.

"Alright..."

Shiro just waited for them to say but he couldn't hear anything at all.

He could see their jaws and lips moving but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't hear anything.

'Huh...? What's... what's happening?'

He was way too confused to think anything because everything in front of him seemed to turn spirally as if everything was spinning right in front of him.

"Why is this...", he was too confused to say anything right now.

"And... what are you guys trying to say? I can't hear you..."

"$$$$$$"

"XxxxxxxxxX"

No matter what they said, he couldn't hear even a single piece of word.

Instead, something else was quite audible to him.

It was too loud and that seemed way more influential than what they were trying to say.

"Wake up...!!!"

"Shiro..."

"WAKE UP!!!"

There was loud sound caused which was probably due to the teacher banging the table with a text book right after which Shiro woke up from his sleep.

"Huh? What? Where?"

He was way too confused right now because all the students in the class were laughing while he found himself sitting on the same bench as the start.

'I... I am in class?', he couldn't understand anything and kept on getting puzzled again and again.

"So Shiro, did you have a fine nap?", the teacher who was wearing glasses said this with an awkward smile whole staring at him.

Shiro raised his head and found him standing right in front of him, but thanks to Head ache which he was suffering with all of sudden, instead of the teacher, he saw a zombie in front of him.

"What the hell? A zombie with Specs!!!?", he shouted with all his might whole poiting his finger at the teacher.

"..."

The class was completely quiet the moment he shouted and right after a second or two, they started laughing at what he said.

"Hahahaha! Hahahaha!"

The teachers head and face became read probably because of anger after hearing Shiro say that.

Suddenly his head became clear and now he finally saw that it was none other than the teacher that was standing in front of him.

"You punk... get the heck out of my class right now!!!", he shouted at the top of his voice after mustering all the strength.

For a moment it felt as if the glasses of the windows would crack with the shout.

Nevertheless, Shiro stood up and walked out of the class.

"Now don't enter until I call you!"

'Bang'

Right after saying that he closed the door and rushed back inside to take the class.

Now Shiro was left alone in the corridors and was just standing and wondering what had happened.

'Weird... what a weird dream it was...'

He lowered his gazes and wondered about that.

"But the feeling was too real..."

"Was that really a dream?", he asked himself that question because no matter how he thought, the way everything happened seemed too real.

Also, he could clearly remember each and every moment which would hardly happen in a dream.

"Lol, I guess I've gone crazy. Without a doubt it was a ..."

"Dream...?", his voice heightened the moment he looked at the palm of his right hand.

"B-blood?"

It was the same hand which he had placed earlier on the pool of blood and it was the same blood that had sticker to his hand.

Now it was clearly visible to him just by looking at which, his heart started to beat faster.

"No... Wait..."

"This must be a joke..."

He wiped his eyes a bit and looked at his palm again only to find no changes in the blood mark.

"How the heck is it even possible!!?", he ended up shouting after seeing that once again.

"..."

To be continued...