Ms. In9 Jondō – Part II

[Continued from: Ms. In9 Jondō - Part I]

Eyes open…squinting again.

My brain begins to register while my vision struggles to resolve a variegating blur of miscellaneous shapes.

Focus: a large window with rounded corners looms across from me, pitch black darkness intimidating behind its foggy glass. A phantom reflection trapped in between the two. Mine, I presume. Beneath the window, an empty row of dark blue seats – backs diagonally patterned, space for three. Something’s not quite right, but I can’t put my finger on what that something is. Reluctantly, if not grudgingly, consciousness comes to.

I assess my situation.

An uncongenial hangover. It’s cold because it’s December. There was a party. Party? In Zushi, the Marina. Oh yeah. Mizuki’s birthday and New Year’s Eve celebration. Right. Then the beach, the bonfire – that’s why you reek. Underneath me, electrically heated seat cushions. But I don’t remember leaving.

Disorientation.

Did I leave? Not sure. How did I..?

Wait a sec.

The window. Electrically heated seat cushions?

Kathitakita…ka-ka-ka… Kathitakita…ka-ka-ka…

That sound…

Where the hell am I?

Posted by Invisibleye in: Experiences   31 December, 2008   Tags: Mizuki, Zushi

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