It was almost as though I was having a hallucination where sound had disappeared from the world.
My memories were vague, but the scene I could remember was all too clear.
It was fragmented, like a flashback.
—It was almost, like a toy.
That’s the first thought I had.
That was because, I hadn’t yet taken in the reality around me.
No, to put it simply, it’s possible that I just couldn’t understand the reality of the situation.
It was the first time I’d seen a human corpse.
I possessed the knowledge that a corpse, or an unconscious person, would look simply like an inanimate object.
Yet, in reality, it wasn’t as simple as that.
Perhaps because it was in a strange state in which it looked like a detailed wax model.
“….This…can’t be…”
The first thing on the floor was a hand.
The part was grotesque and bright red blood trickling down, but maybe because blood circulation had stopped, nearing the fingertips it was turning pale, like clay.
Possibly because of that, I had for some reason thought that it was a toy, and then thought that it was a glove.
Well, I suppose in hindsight it was quite an idiotic thought, but that was truly the feeling I got from it, so it can’t be helped.
And then, the number unrealistic pieces increased even more.
The next thing that caught my eye was, a ragged corpse of a human’s lower body.
From the feet to the knees, and the knees to the upper joint of the thighs.
Each foot had been dissected into two.
When I saw the part from the feet to the knees, I realised immediately that it was legs, but with the thighs, when they’ve been cut off separately, for a moment I couldn’t understand what in the world they were.
Both legs were neatly left wearing the school uniform pants and shoes, and had been separated.
And beyond that, was…
It was almost as though I was having a hallucination where sound had disappeared from the world.
My memories were vague, but the scene I could remember was all too clear.
It was fragmented, like a flashback.
—It was almost, like a toy.
That’s the first thought I had.
That was because, I hadn’t yet taken in the reality around me.
No, to put it simply, it’s possible that I just couldn’t understand the reality of the situation.
It was the first time I’d seen a human corpse.
I possessed the knowledge that a corpse, or an unconscious person, would look simply like an inanimate object.
Yet, in reality, it wasn’t as simple as that.
Perhaps because it was in a strange state in which it looked like a detailed wax model.
“….This…can’t be…”
The first thing on the floor was a hand.
The part was grotesque and bright red blood trickling down, but maybe because blood circulation had stopped, nearing the fingertips it was turning pale, like clay.
Possibly because of that, I had for some reason thought that it was a toy, and then thought that it was a glove.
Well, I suppose in hindsight it was quite an idiotic thought, but that was truly the feeling I got from it, so it can’t be helped.
And then, the number unrealistic pieces increased even more.
The next thing that caught my eye was, a ragged corpse of a human’s lower body.
From the feet to the knees, and the knees to the upper joint of the thighs.
Each foot had been dissected into two.
When I saw the part from the feet to the knees, I realised immediately that it was legs, but with the thighs, when they’ve been cut off separately, for a moment I couldn’t understand what in the world they were.
Both legs were neatly left wearing the school uniform pants and shoes, and had been separated.
And beyond that, was…
