Uhhhhhh....

As I stood there, I noticed that the figures surrounding Rias were all wearing masks. They were completely unidentifiable, and their silence was unnerving. Rias took a step towards me, but one of the figures grabbed her arm, pulling her back.

I felt a surge of anger rise within me. These people had no right to touch her. I took a step forward, ready to intervene, but suddenly a sharp pain shot through my body.

I looked down and saw that one of the figures had stabbed me with a knife. Blood began to pool around the wound, and I felt my knees give out beneath me.

Everything went dark.

When I came to, I was lying in a hospital bed. The room was white and sterile, and the only sound was the beeping of the machines monitoring my vital signs.

I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain in my chest stopped me. I looked down and saw that I was hooked up to all sorts of machines, with tubes and wires snaking in and out of my body.

And then I remembered Rias. I had to know if she was okay.

"Excuse me," I called out to a passing nurse. "What happened to the girl who was with me?"

The nurse looked at me sympathetically. "I'm sorry, dear. We don't have any record of a girl being brought in with you."

My heart sank. Was it all just a dream? Had I imagined everything?

(A/N: A shitty trope or a plot twist in the making, even i want to know ∑(O_O;)