[I wander around the school for a bit and talk to NPCs. I find one
guy who seems to have figured out what’s going on and isn’t telling, 2
Rin crushes, 1 “Taiga” crush, and 1 Issei crush, a photography club
member complaining about the subject for the week being sakura flowers,
despite this being the wrong season, and some members of the newspaper
club. I misread the bit earlier about Hakuno being in that club – the
newspaper club and their doings are in reference to the prologue to
Fate/Extra, where you play as a nameless dude in that club whose
investigations of the “seven mysteries of Tsukumihara” lead him into the
preliminary qualifications for the Grail War, where he dies. …anyway.
The NPC students have much odder hair styles and colors than they did in
Fate/Extra, I notice. The campus, however, is unchanged. When I try to
open the door that leads to the flower beds, stuff goes wrong.]
Suddenly, my feet stop. It’s not as if I tripped on something, or someone called out to me. For no reason all, my feet just stop.
…..no. It’s less that they just stopped somehow, more like I suddenly thought “what am I doing here?”…
My right hand starts to hurt again. I lift it up, wondering what the problem is, and there
[Hakuno’s hand glows, her command seal appears on screen again, and then the screen goes white.]
My head, my consciousness, feel like they're being disconnected! What is this? It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. There's no headache. No pain. It's more like a quiet sleep. If I were just to fall asleep like I've done so many times in the past - how great would it feel...
But I'm scared. There's no pain, but I can feel a fissure. Not in my head, but I can feel a disconnect appearing in the beating of my heart.
[Another command seal disappears.]
—- The dizziness is gone in a couple seconds. When it clears I put my hand to my chest, checking my heartbeat. …what is this palpitation? My head and my heart are acting like they’re the organs of two different animals. My chest is a drum. The origin of its pulsation speaks to me like this.
I can’t be here. I can’t be here. I can’t be here ——!
……was that an illusion? As I listen to my heart beat, my consciousness is shrouded in an uneasiness I can’t put into words. A vague uneasiness that gnaws at my chest. It’s enough that my heart might stop. The illusion crawls its way up my spine, repeating itself in that voiceless voice. “I can’t be here.” But, if I can’t be here, where on earth ought I to be…?
Original translation here: https://tsukinoura.wordpress.com/2013/06/23/entry-8-a-lapse-of-unconsciousness/
Suddenly, my feet stop. It’s not as if I tripped on something, or someone called out to me. For no reason all, my feet just stop.
…..no. It’s less that they just stopped somehow, more like I suddenly thought “what am I doing here?”…
My right hand starts to hurt again. I lift it up, wondering what the problem is, and there
[Hakuno’s hand glows, her command seal appears on screen again, and then the screen goes white.]
My head, my consciousness, feel like they're being disconnected! What is this? It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. There's no headache. No pain. It's more like a quiet sleep. If I were just to fall asleep like I've done so many times in the past - how great would it feel...
But I'm scared. There's no pain, but I can feel a fissure. Not in my head, but I can feel a disconnect appearing in the beating of my heart.
Unknown speaker :: ...Show some restraint! Alright, I'm going Mach speed! Just wait a second......your Caster......faster than the speed of sound......reach you!
[Another command seal disappears.]
—- The dizziness is gone in a couple seconds. When it clears I put my hand to my chest, checking my heartbeat. …what is this palpitation? My head and my heart are acting like they’re the organs of two different animals. My chest is a drum. The origin of its pulsation speaks to me like this.
I can’t be here. I can’t be here. I can’t be here ——!
……was that an illusion? As I listen to my heart beat, my consciousness is shrouded in an uneasiness I can’t put into words. A vague uneasiness that gnaws at my chest. It’s enough that my heart might stop. The illusion crawls its way up my spine, repeating itself in that voiceless voice. “I can’t be here.” But, if I can’t be here, where on earth ought I to be…?
Original translation here: https://tsukinoura.wordpress.com/2013/06/23/entry-8-a-lapse-of-unconsciousness/
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