The Other Worlds Association
Ever heard of the Many-worlds interpretation? A theory based on quantum mechanics of which implies that there is a possibility that there are multiple worlds that any idea or anything can or has happened in a separate world or universe. Though it's just a theory, there are many people out there who believe and hope that there are other worlds.
Me on the other hand... I just don't care. It's not that don't believe it, that's far from the truth. It's just that I have too many things on my mind to think about a one in infinity chance that there is a parallel world somewhere.
What is it I'm busy with you didn't ask? Thanks for not asking.
I work a part-time job in retail all while having to worry about whether I have enough money for food, electricity, water, and entertainment. Do you think I have enough time to fit quantum mechanic theories into that? Neither do I.
Well, I should change something in there.
"Akita, you're fired!" My manager yelled.
"Huh? But why?"
"This was the fifth complaint about you this month."
"Don't tell me the pants lady filed a complaint against me. She needed a bigger size than what she had."
"People don't like being talked down to. I know that you are trying to be helpful, but when people keep thinking you're talking down to them thinking they are in the wrong it makes people angry."
I responded with a depressing sigh and stood up.
"Well... Thank you for the job sir. Though it didn't last long, it was fun."
After a bow to my ex-manager, I left the store and decided to walk a bit through town, then to my place of slumber.
My town was like most small towns. Silent, but still somehow has a lot of people walking around. I passed about 40 people on my way from my place of no longer employed to my humble apartment that people usually call home.
I live there yes, but I don't really think it's a home. At least considering that it's a subjective word for everyone.
Home is my family. Home is where I live. Home is that city in Kansas. Home for me is just the town itself. A place that is familiar, full of people I know and care about. But like most kids, it's hard for me to leave home. Though I desperately want to, I don't have enough money to get out of town or get an apartment somewhere in Japan.
My walk through the town was normal. Full of shops, people walking, while some talking, and the occasional stray cat. As I was walking past an electronic store I overheard the local news station.
" This is the third missing person this week, as more people disappear with no trace bringing the total to fifteen. The police are on the lookout for these missing people, and we will keep you informed, as the story develops."
Missing people? Here? Thats odd, there hasn't been anything like that in years. We only get news about a Local police officer saves a stray cat from a tree, then adopts it, or Local volleyball team won regionals and is their way to nationals. This unexpected news brought a shiver down my spine, made me decide that its time to head to my apartment.
On my way there I walked past a local park. As is usual, kids are playing, parents are watching while chatting to other parents, and that one kid is sitting all alone trying to play by himself on a seesaw.
Just as I was about to leave the park a ball nearly hit my head, over a wall, and landed in someone's yard.
As I was standing in shock seeing my life flash before my eyes, a group of 8-year-olds runs up to me in a panic.
"Our ball!" one of the kids screams.
Wow. You worry more about the ball than the person who almost had a visit to a doctor due to your ball. Well, I guess I didn't get hit so whatever.
"What are we gonna do? If I let my mom know I'll be in so much trouble!"
No, I don't think you will. It's a ball. and I didn't hear a smashing sound when the ball landed so I don't think you will have to pay anything.
"Excuse me, sir?" A small kid asked as he walks up to me.
"Our ball went over the wall, can you get it for us? We are too small to jump over it."
I let out a sigh and responded.
As I was walking to the wall I overheard the kids whispering to each other.
"He's gonna jump the wall! So cool!"
"Wow! I can't believe he's that brave."
"I want to be as cool as him when I grow up."
I let out a smirk, and get ready myself for what could be the most amazing thing these kids have ever seen. My arms and legs get into position, while the kids are staring in amazement. I start running with my arms position to get me over the wall.
Three more seconds.
Two more seconds.
"Hello? Who is it?"
"Hi. A ball fell on your lawn from the park across from you, I wanted to see if I can get it back?"
"Sure, hold on a second."
When the call ended I turned around and saw frowns all over the kid's faces. What did they expect? Me to jump over a wall with style and toss their ball back to them without being spotted?
As much as I want to show off my ego, this is the safer option. I don't have to put much effort into it, and I don't have to worry about accidentally breaking something.
After a few seconds, I heard the door open, the sound of something getting picked up, and finally the sound of the gate opening.
"Here's the ball is-."
To my shock, the person who opened the gate was the woman from earlier who bought some pants from me. Her smile quickly changed into a frown.
"Oh, hi... Nice to see you again..." I responded with fear in my voice.
As expected. She's still angry.
"Uhhh, So the ball?"
She stood there for a bit before walking away, ball in hand.
"HERE'S YOUR BALL!" She screamed while quickly turning around and throwing the ball directly into my face.
The impact of the ball caused me to lose balance and fall onto the cement. This event caused the kids to start pointing and laughing at me. I think the lady also snickered at me before closing the gate.
Without saying anything, one of the kids runs up and grabs the ball, runs back to their laughing friends, and continues to play whatever they were playing before I showed up.
Wow, they could have at least said thank you, I thought to myself while letting out a sigh. I pushed myself off the ground and got back to walking.
Finally, I returned to my resting place, plopped down on my bed, and tried to relax after a stressful and embarrassing day.
That didn't last long. The power to my apartment suddenly turned off. Though relaxing though this was on my mind, I decided it would be better to see if the neighbors also don't have power. If they do then that means the breaker went off and needs to be reset. If not then that means that the power is actually out.
As my luck today has shown, the ladder is what happened. The entire apartment is out of power. Not only that, but the entire town is somehow without power.
Missing people and no power. Sounds like a start to a horror movie. But unlike most horror movie protagonists, I try and play things safe, and smart.
I opened up my closet and took a look around. As I expected, all I had was a flashlight and a headlamp. I took out the headlamp and put it in my pocket.
The blackout is supposedly going to take 3 days to fix, so I should get some more lights to help illuminate the apartment. I decided to get Glowsticks, they are cheap and tend to have more than enough than I need.
I wandered through the dark town, with nothing but a sunset lighting my way. Unlike earlier the town was more silent, as everyone was at home with their families during the blackout.
Eventually, I made my way to a supermarket that still had power thanks to generators, went down the party aisle, and bought a 200 pack of glowsticks for 2,000 yen. As I waited for one of the registers to open up, I took a look at the glowsticks packaging to pass some time.
The box labeled generic stuff, like what the product is, how many there are, and what it can be used for, and warnings like For ages 4 and up. Contains Sodium salicylate, and Fluropores. After some more looking, I saw a notice that surprised me.
Emits Ultraviolet light
That notice brought me back to school when I learned about Ultraviolet school. I remembered the experiments we did with backlights where we put fluorescent dust on our fingers and put it under the light to reveal that the dust starts shining. Now that I think about it, I heard that the sun also emits ultraviolet light.
The register was open and I was able to purchase the glowsticks. I placed them down to get scanned when the cashier decided to have a conversation.
"Glowsticks eh? Having a party in the blackout?"
For some odd reason, I was embarrassed to say the real reason I was buying glowsticks. This response caught me off guard, resulting in me coming up with some excuse.
"Uhh, no. I'm uhh using them for forensics. Since it produces Ultraviolet light." I responded with a broken smile.
"Here are your glowsticks. Enjoy searching for fingerprints ..."
What the hell is wrong with me. I could have just said yes and avoid this awkwardness. I really don't understand myself sometimes.
As I left the store, I noticed that there is no more light, as the sun has fully set, and the moon is out for its time to shine. I took the headlamp out, strapped it around my head, and finally turned it on.
Now that there is light, I started to walk back to my apartment, taking the same route I took to get to the store. Wandering in the silent, lonely night.
That's what I thought, except I had an odd feeling I wasn't alone. It felt like something was following me. But whenever I passed a reflective surface I didn't see anything behind me. It could just be my imagination, but the sound of shoes taping at the same time wouldn't leave my mind.
Except the steps were not stopping. In fact, it was getting louder. I was thinking about how I wanted to deal with it. Ignore it, and hope it's just someone else walking home, or stop and confront the possible stalker.
Being me I decided to play it safe and choose the ladder. I slowed down and turned my head around. But at that moment I knew I should have continued walking.
The silhouette of a man was about five feet from me, wearing a hood that helped conceal his face.
He got closer, and closer causing me to flinch out of fear of my life.
A large bang of what sounded like metal screeching came from the direction of the man. I checked my body quickly to make sure I wasn't hurt, then looked to see what just happened.
There I saw a silver-haired girl in a black hoodie and blue jeans carrying what appears to be two daggers. The one she was pointing the daggers at, being the hooded man, except his hood, fell, revealing his piercing red eyes, and longed canine teeth
The man stalking me was a vampire.