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Kosuke shuddered awake in a cold sweat. The nightmares... they'd been coming more and more frequently in recent days. It was a nightmare of one of his greatest fears, besides spaghetti; although he couldn't really say much about that situation. It was a dream of becoming a faceless salaryman and then getting drunk one night and walking into oncoming traffic and dying by getting hit by a truck full of angry seals and then somehow his blood was bolognese. He wasn't sure what part of it he feared the most.

Obviously, it was his mind projecting the worst since DGO was down for maintenance. The last time this had happened it was during his blank episode so he had no idea if he'd even slept that time. Anyway, the dream wasn't a DGO exclusive. It began with his sister, telling him what his future was going to be like if he never tried in school. That night was the first time he'd had the nightmare and it had only developed and grown stronger since then.

He got out of his bed, sunlight streaming in through the windows. So apparently he'd been sleeping for 12 hours, and his back felt it. He needed to go somewhere, preferably one with digital stimulation with optional physical activity.

[b][color=thistle]"Guh, arcade it is..."[/color][/b]

A few minutes later and he was sulking in a corner of the arcade. Well, he'd needed to go out but he never liked going out. The arcade was still okay by normal standards, but Kosuke needed to wake up some more before his mind fully registered that. He leaned against the cool metal of an arcade machine, but any observers around would say that it looked like he was trying unsuccessfully to fuse with it.

Maybe that wasn't too far from the truth. An inkling in his soul told him he might have a long day.
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