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Within the unstable rage of his subconscious, Taro suddenly hears Misato scream in panic about the arrival of a blinding flash of light. Indeed, an N2 missile was launched and it made direct contact with the ground. In an instant, the boy's sensed returned to earth and he proceeded to take cover under one of the bus' seats. In just a few short seconds, the explosion hits the bus and almost rams it over to one side. 

[b][color=0072bc]"Shit!"[/color][/b] Taro cursed as he finds himself getting tossed around by the shockwave as his vision became severely distorted once again for a brief momentary instance. 

As the blast subsides, all the boy can hear was the sound of an intense ringing. Life seemed to slow down as he glances at the others who where struggling to get up. Several cries can be heard within the vicinity, but they sounded muffled... almost as if they were actually far away. He hears faint laughter echoing at the back of his head... something evil-sounding. He wanted to go back into a rageful fit, but his body was too rattled to regain another adrenaline boost. However he does hear the concerning words coming from Misato, asking if everyone was ok. Taro raised his hand slowly as he slouches over the seat, breathing heavily as he slowly regains his composure and the laughter slowly disappears into the void of his mind.

Within another seemingly long minute, his senses eventually went back to normal. He gets up and coughs twice, ridding his body of the harmful smoke that was stuck in his parched throat. As Misato took control of the bus, Taro remembers hearing the voice of the callous, almost ominous male voice echo through the communications radio. It felt cold... calculating... yet also familiar. Was this the man his mother called her "boss"? It didn't matter anyways. Still having control of his body, he slowly approaches Misato as he hangs over a railing.

[b][color=0072bc]"What the hell was that?"[/color][/b] he asks firmly with a hint of raspiness to him as he tries to shake the minor grogginess that still hangs over him, [b][color=0072bc]"What the hell was that... that THING?"[/color][/b]