Saito Ken pov
Complete darkness surrounded me; it felt like my senses had been robbed.
I saw nothing.
All this happened while I was inching closer to the man laying somewhat uncomfortably on the road and -boom- gone. Everything just like that, I felt trapped in those old 80s TV show with no remote to change the channel.
This distasteful amount of information about my surroundings was a first for me.
Couldn't see the road or anything of value, cant smell the cheap oil burning in my jeep or the burnt scent of asphalt on the road.
Slowly I was losing my hearing, the sound of the birds went away first, then my jeep's engine and then I heard the sound my heart beating getting slower and slower until it finally faded away.
I almost thought I was dead and free but the pain in my joints through years of systemic abuse and the strain in my back were a stabbing reminder that it was only my ability to perceive any sound that was stripped away.
{ A complete transfer/steal of senses }
But all hope wasn't lost yet I adjusted slowly, it seems training to fight ghouls in dark tunnels and shitty dungeons finally paid off.
I started to make progress but part of me wanted to stop and scream. Run away with my tail tucked meekly between my legs, who cared about things like honor and valor if it meant you could live another day, those emotions were reserved for the strong and privileged not for me.
Still slowly but surely like a lazy 3 year old I moved on. Not for some greater good or altruistic value, maybe Himmel would but I wasn't built like that at least not any more. NO I moved ahead because I had to, easiest way to get killed when facing something unknow was point your back towards it, panic and try to run way to some safe haven that simply does not. This was basic survival training 101, most rookies died this way and I refuse to join that list.
Time seemed to slow down as I moved and my senses of forward and backward got exchanged, which was like bad, very bad for my survival and then I lost my sense of up and down and hell broke lose. I knew i was fucked 10 ways to Sunday, no way i am getting out alive out of this, good bye my plans for a 8 days 7 night spa and massage included vacation to the beach.
Then something hit me as I was trying to my last cig somewhere in my body, where exactly I can't tell but I could still feel the pain.
Felt like in space floating for a moment before feeling more pain, still can't feel the ground beneath my back but I knew I fell.
My mind is getting cloudy like a system overload and I blacked out.
Seth pov
I body slammed the guy with every thing I got
-boom-
and he fell, I am sure he did and feeling the technique cutting off I started running the opposite way into an alley.
My grand escape, my last ditch effort was about to bear fruit
but then it happened, something that cursed me forever.
It started with a static buzz in my mind like a radio being tunned in , something was tunning into me turning the buzz into paralysis.
Shocks spasming through my body like ants running under my skin, turning my gut inside out. Something had tuned into my bodies natural emf and was frozen in space like a video trapped within a single time frame, buffering loading and static.
Finally I heard something like a voice.
{S09_correct frequency achieved/// resonance with the world achieved ///}
{Every blessing has a flaw}
{Time for yours aspirant}
.............
He fell down because of the paralysis being released and stayed there lying on his belly ...
"This is bullshite no matter how hard I think I can't seem to find a way where all it just works out together"
.....and started crying.