Fuyuki was more or less baffled by the sudden appearance of the young boy with tears in his eyes, but he was in no position to be so surprised by that. He was a patient after all, and they all had a common goal, a great desire from the bottom of their souls: to escape this hellhole. 

He simply gave a smile to the boy as the pink-haired girl approached him. But as Alina dashed away to the elevator, Fuyuki knew that it was time for him to move, or else he would either got shot dead in his tracks, or be darted, subdued and thrown back to that horrible claustrophobic cell living in everlasting darkness of his blindness. 

[color=violet]“Come on, let’s go. We’re being left behind.” [/color]

He called out to the three as he too moved into a dash, trying to catch up with her fellow survivors. But as he moved with haste, he noticed, or rather sensed, that something was also off. As if…someone is missing.
Fuyuki stopped at a T-section and looked back to his trail, and saw that the boy with teary eyes wasn’t there, for some reasons. Maybe he’s trying to catch up. But it turned out to be not the case. Most likely not, as he had already spared a few seconds to wait for him, but he did not turn up around the corner he expected him to be. 

[color=violet]“Now what is he-Ahh!”[/color]

Suddenly, it hit him. 

His senses began to blur.

Slowly and strugglingly, Fuyuki looked to the hallway that crossed path with the hallway that he was running through, and at his fatal carelessness. A scientist, with a dart gun, was standing firmly there, crouching and aiming patiently. Fuyuki could not see him as clearly anymore, but what he could see was a dart, filled with a strong sleeping substances, was plunged straight into his arm. 

He was shot.

And in only a few seconds, the substance would take effect.

[color=violet]‘This…is the end. My end? It can’t be.’[/color]

It couldn’t end like this. He was waiting so patiently for what was to come for so long, and now God is going to smash it, his dreams, all to pieces and tell you that everything that he had endured was for nothing? 

It can’t be!

[color=violet]“It can’t be!”[/color]

The scientist, noticing how the Asian boy was slowly falling into unconsciousness, smiled triumphantly as he casually approached him. But little did he know…that Fuyuki was still capable of seeing clearly.

That was his worst mistake.

Fuyuki suddenly snapped, his eyes opening widely, as the arrogant scientist was sent slamming violently against the wall, and then being pulled with a tremendous force towards Fuyuki. He went out cold instantly, as obvious as no normal man was able to sustain such force and maintaining his cool, not to mention a scientist, whose job only included working his brains and torturing patients like him. 

But even that could not stop the effects of the drugs. It could not be stopped only with sheer mental will, no one so naive would have thought that.

Fuyuki could feel his eyelids as heavy as a bag full of sand, threatening to fall any moment. It would fall, if he didn’t do anything to deal with it. Come on, think!

All of a sudden, Fuyuki jerked his head, in realization. Of something. Something…crazy. He remembered that in one of the movies that he once watched with his family back before being kidnapped into this place. In one particular scene, the villain was struck with a tranquil gun, and he punched himself to keep himself awake. 

Of course, it was just a typical Hollywood movie that was full of trivial and sometimes absolute bullshit scenes. It was awesome when watched, but some you could not simply apply it to real life before being proved. Fuyuki didn’t know if pain could actually cause the mind to concentrate better and negate the effects of it, but after looking back at the position that he was in, there was no time for considering factors like that. If you don’t act fast, you’re gonna fall.

To hell with this!

He looked down to the unconscious scientist, and found a gun being holstered in his pants pocket. And now it was not any dart guns, a real gun. A semi-automatic pistol, the H&K USP. 

[color=violet]‘This is gonna hurt.’ [/color]

Fuyuki quickly reached out for it, trying his best not to fall to the ground and let loose to the effects of the sleeping substances. After having a solid grip onto it with his hand, he quickly pointed it…to his other arm. Both hesitantly and decisively, he pulled the trigger. 

[color=violet]“This is the only way to keep me conscious."[/color] He said, in case anyone asked.