What is all this? These pictures in my book. They're awful. People are dying. Suffering. Surely this can't all be real. So many people hurting like this...

Please tell me it isn't true. That it is some awful illusion. It must be.

[ celty is standing on a rooftop with her motorbike beside her. you can't see what's happening beyond that - she's wearing her helmet, and facing the other way. suddenly, she turns, jumps on her motorbike - her horse, that shrieks and whinnies as always - materialises her enormous scythe out of shadows, and starts riding her bike down the side of the building at full speed.

anyone watching feels something strange, and then suddenly hears a young woman's voice. it might take a moment to realise that it's not audio - it's coming telepathically. it's not harmful apart from a mild headache, but with the raw emotion, volume and suddenness of it, it's almost intrusive.

it's celty's real voice. and she's pissed. ]

SCREW IT! [ the people on the ground hear her too, and start shouting in confusion. celty picks up speed. ] That's right, I have no head! I'm a monster! I have no mouth to speak my thoughts, or eyes to convey my emotions!

[ the confusion is getting louder on the ground. celty's scythe drags along the side of the building with a metallic shriek and a shower of sparks. ]

But so what! Who gives a damn! I DON'T CARE ANYMORE!

[ she reaches the end of the building, launches forwards with a few spins and lands on the ground, coming to a stop on squealing tires. she gets off her bike, scythe still in-hand. ]

I am here. And I am real. [ some men in suits lunge to attack her, and celty fights them off, slices through them with her scythe - but strangely, it appears to do them no damage. they just collapse, unconscious. ] If you say I have no eyes, then watch my actions very closely! Listen to the cries of those around you! The ones who've angered this monster!

[ a man comes at her with a knife, and knocks off her helmet. the crowd falls silent. everyone stares in horror at her and someone speaks: "it's... it's the headless rider."

and every single person starts to run away. ]

That's right, I'm here. Right in front of you. Take a look! Do you hear me screaming?! This is my moment! This is my time to be born! I am injecting my very existence into the veins of this city!

( and as if that wasn't enough already, the confusion and drama only becomes more of a convoluted clusterfuck... )

[Tokiya is sitting on front of his computer, staring at the screen with a pretty troubled expression on his face. He's quiet for a long while before he actually speaks up.]

This past virus is the absolute worst I have ever seen. People suffering and even dying...

What kind of a twisted thing does this to people? Who would design something so horrible? Again, it seems that I've missed getting hit this time, but I don't know if it's any better at all. Seeing things like this... [He just shakes his head, frowning.]

If you're alright, leave a message here. I'm actually pretty concerned...