《ViceDrug986》Chapter 0 BOOK OF THE UNKNOWN ll
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''It has been a weird, day.'' Said Kochan stretching his hands out after doing his text for the second year's test.
The school bell rings, signaling the school day is over.
Heading down towards, the stair's putting away his school shoe at his locker., he switches back on his normal shoes.
Yawning in his tired self.
Walking to the usual bus, he stands by the bust stop signs.
Unlike the other high schoolers using the city bullet train, he prefers the usual long way.
instead of the bullet train, crowded and loud.
Looking out the bus, he saw shrines and, the famous sight of the horrible past happened.
Throughout the past, drug dealers were famous around the streets of the shrines.
Ignoring the thoughts, as some elder's look at the shrines.
Falling down a little, on his feet.
Patiently waiting for the street next to his home street.
When reaching the nearby street next to his home street he speeds-paste, to his home.
When reaching his home, his parents did the usual welcome back conversation.
Taking his steps, going to his room as his shoes bounced off him to the floor.
His parents shrugging it off as a tiring day.
Reaching his bed, he collapsed.
Now Kochan, sleeping quietly.
Waking up, he saw nothing but a pitch-black room.
Heading to the light button, he flipped the light switch on.
Opening the light he saw a black book.
Rubbing his eyes, thinking it was a hallucination.
Going to his house bathroom, he splashed water on his face.
Rubbing his face, he turned his face as his right eye view a shadow.
Turning around, he saw a floating black book.
''What the h**.'' Said Kochan yelling.
''Is everything all right out there.'' Said Kochan's mother Kesha rubbing her eyes.
''Theirs a floating book.'' Said Kochan.
''You must be seeing things since your so tired my dear.'' Said Kesha.
''Poor boy must've been working tired for the second year's test.'' Said Kochan father Kanchan.
''No seriously it's right here.'' Said Kochan.
''He must've overworked himself.'' Said Kesha heading back to bed with Kanchan.
''How is nobody seeing this.'' Shouted Kochan out loudly.
''Hey, neighbor were sleeping.'' Said The other neighbors shouting as they turn their lights on.
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