Ghost Partners
Chapter 136: Who is the owner of the shadow?.
Chapter 136: Who is the owner of the shadow?.
Often asked about something that he always said will be all arguments arguments say that is a serious heart and thoughts and actions heralded heralded so far seemed nothing in his efforts finding Flow.
Flow in a different dimension still in there hasn't come back the same as Jun and Ran.
Open eyes.
It feels cold all over the body waking up then sitting reading again in confusion in different places in the same dimension.
He will slowly enter into the mud puddle to stand up from that place immediately and his feet are getting into the mud one two steps walk more make him feel into the mud puddle which is also still within the forest area was still a forest in the far-distance dimension when he was chased after a mysterious creature last time.
Moving again out of the mud that pulled him into that did not need him but continued to want him trapped in being just one victim that does not mean anything is not just this word alone but he wanted something he thought was just a pleasure like previous pleasures without feeling guilty to a useless and meaningful noose no matter what mere pleasure.
"Help anyone help me" that word that comes from Flow's words.
He went even deeper leaving a trace that he indeed Flow his right hand was seen pointing upward among the mud that was around his pale hands the long brittle whitish nails began to diminish a sign that he's still there in his own body.
It is no longer heard his voice even though it is a faint faint faint of this world still waiting for the sound to come again do not want to give up too quickly and go survive you are entitled to all that.
The sunlight in this dimension is working as the sun in the human world he remains the same sun in different dimensions as it seems the light comes convincing that he does not believe for that easy beautiful creature that being trapped inside there will give up after seeing how he tries hard to survive everything that makes the heart crowded even tired with all the pressure.
Flow saw himself looking at her with a look full of hope. She did not look glassy or even cry when she turned to see herself who was in the darkness she kept looking towards him who wanted to leave the world that kept torturing and torturing.
The mud was increasingly binding Flow began to bind and what happened next a movement was seen again from the finger of this woman's hand.
His fingernails back blackened sharply brittle visible there blood flowed again break the pores of the skin blood flowed very fast even also out forcing itself to go up and go out of the mud that was plunging itself far drowning deeper.
The pore pores of the skin that had almost all broken away the blood mixed with the mud Flow began to successfully ascend to the top of the place. How about the condition of course it is separated from the tightness of the two lungs crawling out and out with hands clearly do not have help among the mud mud that tears look crying without her voice there he was struggling with his own wish for someone to help him but he was too quick to believe that only he could help and his God was nothing else.
Half of his body could get out of there he too with great effort and hope to get away from this zone. Not yet managed he went completely from the dangerous zone that the sky began to cloudy black clouds coming very quickly cover the sky above Flow made him grow more frustrated and depressed want to give up not maybe it was the same as choosing to die before the war.
He did not want to waste much time drizzling began to come in a range of time levels while he was increasingly trying to move on all fours away from there. He gripped the wild grass that grew around the mud that gripped even tighter crawling began to rise and more again grabbed the wild grass that was there.
"Heh heh heh"
His face that was full of mud and blood coming out from the pores of the skin the entire body had managed to get out of the mud soil in front of him now retreated even further away from that muddy ground.
"I really miss you" Flow said.
"Love you very much" Flow said.
Drizzling more and more rapidly turned into a torrential rain removing blood mixed with mud on his body as well as healing the wound he could get.
Like a miracle for him the wound could heal after being exposed to the rain that had befallen him at this time.
Flow examined both paler wrists and now healed the wound slowly without a scar as well as the wound he got before this new wound.
Touching his left face which had also previously been burned did not feel any pain in any part of the face.
That smile coming back has been so long invisible. He sat there on the ground four meters from the muddy ground. The rain is still very heavy giving life to share more positive things around this beautiful creature.
Ran sat on the edge of the mangrove forest healing himself whereas for Jun, he was playing around with his energy throwing his own energy into the air.
It's hard to talk.
"You're playing with your replacement energy" Ran said.
"You've been investigating me a long time, you know what I'm doing" Jun said.
"No. I'm not that smart" Ran said.
"My personality isn't very good either" Jun said.
"I asked him. What are you doing right now" Ran said.
"You already know" Jun said.
Jun did not want to answer the question because Jun was sure that Ran already knew that the replacement energy as well as the body of his successor was going to look for and find where the person who was looking to be in the form of wind and even rain sometimes he still does that and heals anyone in the dimension there who needs help from him of course by checking whether the creature is not a mysterious creature that is not anywhere at the moment.
"You're trying to lose your own life" Ran said.
Ran's voice rang out again now starting to be a little clearer than the previous second.
"I'm gonna help you?" ask Jun.
"You can leave me here" Ran said.
"Don't joke anymore" Jun said.
Night time in the human dimension.
Bob is still on a business trip abroad at the moment he is riding a public transportation from the city he came to rain on the road looks wet with the rain that has not subsided he on the bus on the top floor, the roof of the red bus passes through the building through a beautiful lake at night with lights around it as well as the lamp of the building is more beautiful lake that he was passing through. Passing through the rain that has not yet subsided Bob with a thick brown jacket and a head-warming hat made of black wool and Jeans pants looking for fresh air after a long day of work he takes time for himself to see check out the city with a new personal assistant.
Increasing the number of days the number of days how long the woman he loved left and has not returned.
Speaking inwardly looking to his right side sat in the bus.
"I saw your face next to mine" Bob said.
"You smile at me" Bob said.
"And now go" said Bob.
"Where's your face" Bob said.
Bob again facing outwards to see the night view of the lake surrounded by high-rise buildings with the building's lights lit up like flickering colorful celestial objects.
"Why can't I help you?" ask Bob.
Leaning on the bus seat closed his eyes behind the place leaning there is a personal assistant Bob who is still with his work that is clearly very busy.
Close your eyes for a moment to hear the sound falling on the roof of the bus. Rained out.
Face bruised.
Blister again, bruise the cheekbones. He hasn't noticed yet.
Keep your eyes closed in the passenger seat of the bus.
Flow there in the mysterious dimension walked away either where he took the right or wrong direction he had to make a choice and also he did not forget to make another cross on some trees which he passed as a clue to himself again.
The cloud was still dark and filled the sky above Flow ran to save himself.
"Bugg!"
One punch he got from someone, Flow stopped in his quick steps staring around with a heart and care.
"Nobody but myself is here" Flow said.
He walked even faster looking for a way home.
"Bugg!"
His mouth was like someone had just hit him so hard. However, still he did not see who hit him.
If he could see if there were bruises or blood after receiving the blow earlier the answer was none.
Meanwhile, Bob felt something strange with himself blood coming out from the tip of his lips painlessly.
Bob touched the corner of the right lip with the palm of the hand looking then something just came out of the mouth.
"Blood?" ask Bob.
The facial tissue he took from his personal bag that was on his chest attached to a brown leather strap.
Removing the blood again.
Removing the blood coming out of his mouth.
"This is my blood. But, I don't feel any pain?" ask Bob.
Bob picked up his phone and checked his face using the phone's camera with the front mode mirrored later.
"Where did the wound go?" ask Bob.
The wound disappeared quickly. Bob felt that this was strange but it happened to him.
The blood he had wiped using facial tissue also disappeared without a trace.
Check again if he did not see wrong and it turned out that it happened in the second before.
"What is this level of insanity?" ask Bob.
Thinking using his logic still argues where maybe this kind of thing can happen and he experiences it himself.
"Bugg!"
He was thrown into the bus seat.
"Did something happen to you?" ask Bob's new Personal Assistant.
"Don't move!" said Bob.
His Personal Assistant remained in Bob's back seat.
This time his left eye felt a tremendous pain as soon as he covered his face with the right palm.
"Sit again!" said Bob reigned again.
Bob also sat more calmly on the bus that was not too crowded on this rainy night.
Bob suddenly remembered the words of someone who advised him about an unexpected problem he could have experienced.
"If you really love her. If he gets hurt then you get hurt too" President Ma said.
He was sad and happy this meant that someone was still there and he had not left.
"And if you don't see it back then be prepared for the worst possible outcome" Chairman Ma said.
Bob suddenly cried when he remembered the advice he got from someone he trusted.
Crying in the hope that he will return.
He recalled his smile again his laughter how he spoke this man was recalling the story of the old story stored in his heart and mind.
"I'm sorry I always thought you were just a part of my grievance" Bob said.
His sobbing was heard also by his personal assistant.
"sorry. I'm sorry" said Bob.
"Let's stay there" Bob said.
Bob wiped his tears with a facial tissue on his hand.
His personal assistant with a stern expression but also thought of what had made his Presdirector become like this which he knew he had no partner at all as people were talking about from the source of the source he listened without having to find out. He thinks again about this makes him kind of rethink that he does not need to take care of his boss' romance too much for this time.
"Who's Flow?" ask his Personal Assistant in heart.
"I just heard that name" said his personal assistant again.
Since Flow disappeared all photos of Flow with her in the workspace and other rooms of her house she kept in the room so that she would not cry if she saw her picture and just cry in her own room.
His personal assistant busies again with the preparation of work activities that he will do in a list that he compiled through a smart phone in his grasp for tomorrow morning.
Bob is choosing himself with his own solitude and sadness.
The left eye was blurred it was difficult to see him somewhat start to waver with the first blow on the eyes.
In his left eye he examined with his right hand he immediately saw blood felt in his left eye which was very painful from the palm of the hand.
"Blood!" flow said.
Rain fell on the leaves of the trees around Flow looking, looking for who had just hit some parts of his face and eyes until it bled.
A sore face from the blow he received from someone invisible.