'What… is happening…' He tried to say something, but nothing came out. His thoughts were sluggish.
Trying to pull himself together, he looked down, but saw neither his hands nor his legs, nor his body at all. It was as if only his consciousness remained here.
'…Here?' He looked ahead.
He felt that if he had a heart right now, it would have skipped a beat or stopped altogether.
He didn't know why. It was simply his instinctive reaction to what he saw.
He was standing at the edge of a table for six. The lighting was dim and faint.
At the other end, in the center, was the silhouette of a not very large human figure. It was hard to make out their gender.
The silhouette had bright dark-blue eyes, and it seemed to be saying something… to the person beside them.
It was another dark silhouette, this time larger and more masculine. Definitely a man—this time with red eyes.
For some reason, he evoked a sense of repulsion in Mr. Nobody.
It seemed they didn't see him at all.
