Talk:Kara no Kyoukai:Chapter03 02
Still a bit dazed, Asagami Fujino raises herself up. There is no one in this room except Fujino. The room's light repetition, not necessary is off... no, there was no such thing to begin with. Only deep darkness surrounds her.
Letting out a breath, Fujino feels her own hair. The tuft on her left side is cut off swap to perfect tense to avoid confusion. It's probably from replace with better word implying "caused by the guy with a knife who was on awkward her a second ago. Remembering that, she finally looks around the room. This place is a bar made style in a basement. It was abandoned half a year ago due to bankruptcy and became a place where bad kids style hang out. ...In the corner of the room is a pipe chair. ...In the middle of the room is a pool table. ...Food from convenience stores are grammar scattered around, and there is a pile of trash stacked upstyle. It seems these things are creating the disturbing odor. Fujino becomes displeased by the sickening smell in the room. This place is a ruin... or is it some backalley slum in a faraway country? One cannot even imagine that a normal city exists on the other side of the stairway. The only normal thing there is the smell of the alcohol lamp they brought in.
She looks around in a rather well-mannered fashion. Fujino's mind is not fully functional yet. ...She still has not taken in what has been happening until now. She picks up a wrist that happens to be by her feet. There is a watch on the severed wrist. The digital screen shows July 20, 1998. Time is 8PM, not even an hour after that incident.
Fujino groans from the sudden pain. A great pain is in her stomach area. She twists her body, not able to withstand the squeezing painstyle, too much repetition of "pain. The hands that touch the floor make a splashing sound. Looking needs a subject, the whole room is filled with liquid.
"Yes, come to think of it, it is raining today."
Talking to herself, Fujino stands up. She looks at her stomach. There is a trace of blood there... the place where she was stabbed by these people scattered around here.
The one who stabbed Fujino was an infamous person in town. He stood out more than most of the others that dropped out of high school and was seen as a leader for the misfits in the area. He gathered people that liked the same thing as he didawkward, repetition of "did" and did what they wanted. As part of the fun, they raped Fujino. Not much reason was thereawkward. Probably because Fujino was a student of the Reien Lady Academycan't be sure as it's a name, think it's supposed to be "Ladies'" and was also beautifulreorder. As they were violent and selfish, they were not satisfied with abusing her just once. It seems they knew they could be accused for their actions, but they changed their mind when they found out that Fujino hadn't told anyone and was agonizing over it by herself. They found out they were the ones in power and they brought Fujino into this place many times. Tonight was another one of those times and they were completely relaxed, and also getting bored of the repetitious actionrephrase, sounds awkward. The guy probably brought out the knife to bring some excitement into this repeated habit. The leader of the kids had his pride hurt since Fujino lived normally even after they have raped her. He wanted definite proof that he was the one who ruled over her. In preparation for an act of extreme violence, he readied a knife, but the girl only made a cool face. He got angry at the girl whose expression didn't change even after having a knife pressed in front "pressed" implies against something of her face, so he pushed her down and...
"I can't go outside like this."
Fujino downcasts her eyes as she feels her blood-soaked self. Her blood is only on her stomach, but she is dirtied by someone else's blood from the top of her hair to the bottom of her shoes. It seems the blood on her cannot be easily washed off. Fujino murmurs to herself.
"How stupid of me... getting this dirty."
And she kicks at one of the limbs scattered around the floor.
Am I more angry at getting dirtied by their blood than the fact that they have violated me up to now? putting thoughts on a new line, as we do with speech Fujino thinks as she is surprised by her own rage. It's raining outside... there should be less people walking around in about an hour. Even though it's raining, it's summertime so it shouldn't be too cold. I'll soak myself in the rain and then wash off the blood at some park. ...As she reaches that solution, she suddenly calms down. She walks away from the pool of blood and finally counts the corpses scattered around. One, two, three, four... four...... four...... four, no matter how many times I count!! She is astonished. ...One is missing...
"One has gotten away, huh...?"
She murmurs faintly. Then I will be caught by the police. If he goes to them, I will be arrested. But... will he go to the police? How will he be able to explain the situation? Will he start from telling them about raping me, Asagami Fujino, and threatening her not to tell anyone? Not possible. Such a thing is impossible, and these people should not have the brains to come up with a convincing story. Fujino relaxes a bit and lights the lamp on the pool table. The light from the lamp lights the whole room. The 16 scattered arms and legs show up clearly. If you look for itgrammar, you should also find four bodies and heads. Lightened up by the orange lightawkward, the room is painted anew with red paint repetition like it has gone mad. Fujino didtense not care much about this disastrous scene. ... One has escaped. Her revenge is not completed yet... Fortunately, it has not ended.
"Would I have to take revenge...?"
Fujino fears atgrammar the idea of having to kill another person. Her body trembles, telling her such a thing is impossible to do. But don't like sentences starting with "but" she herself would be in danger if she doesn't. But still, she does not want to do any more bad things... That is her true feelingconvention.
... The pool of blood reflecting her face shows her mouth making a smilestyle, impact...