Naki had been napping against a wall in the Aogiri headquarters. Curled up compeltely, and even drooling against it, like a child. When they retook places like abandoned malls, often the executives had first pick of which stores they wanted to loot. Naki had been in the middle of looting a toy store when he just fell asleep. Something overtook him, and he did not think hard enough to try to remember the details.
Tatara had woken him then by stepping on one of the many noise making toys. The soft ‘I LOVE YOU’ of a stuffed bear caused Naki to jolt awake. “I WAS JUST TAKING A BROOK!” He shouted out on reflex, in case Tatara had come here to lecture him. He jumped up and landed in a squat before his big boss.
“Oh hey man, while we’re talking about brooks, I had the funniest drama. You know like, the things you think up with your image nation?” He waved his hands a little bit. “In the dream Miza was hurt real bad, so even though I had been fighting all night, I sat down in front of her and got stabbed to protect her. Hey! Tatata? Do you think instead of a dream, that was a meme rise? You know, like something I reme-med?” He was getting harder and harder to understand. He should just, say what he was feeling.
“Do you think I died?” He blurted out suddenly.