MEMORY 001
Ryan's parent is standing in front of him where his mother was saying something to him... "Mom i will mange"
Of what his mom reply "Yaa i know u will, and Yaa i already made diner for tonight so no need to order something." "okie ?"
"Commend noted, madam."
His dad laughs a little and then holds his mother's hand and asks her to come. They both start moving, but suddenly he said, "Don't invite any girl"
Ryan gives a Cold Reaction and says, "Of Course," and Then He shuts that door.
RINGG !! RINGGG !!
Ryan's phone is ringing on his study table when he is preparing noddle's in the kitchen for the dinner.
"But your mom already made you dinner so why are you making noddle's, just eat that basted." the sound came from the tablet. ( He is playing tab legends with Ryo)
"Broo" "broo" "Broo" "When u can eat something nice soo why that boring food" he is speaking and mixing Sause in noddle's at same time.
Ryo (From tablet) - Anyways noddle's is not nice thing.
Ryan moves toward the dish rack and pick a nobble bowl. " What about u ? is your dad coming this time ?" Then he put that bowl on the dining table and than moves to grab that pan and poured that noddle in the bowl. "hey ?? are u there ??"
Ryo - "Yaa he's not" and then he paused for a while.
Ryan is taking the chopstick from the drawer " let's try chopstick this time, and don't worry be will celebrate your birthday."
RINGG !! RINGGG !!
this time its telephone which is placed in living room. and this time he notice the ring. he turn toward the living room. "(Dame you phone), Ryo start the match, I'm coming in 5 min somebody is calling me."
Ryo - "Yaa whatever BTW which Phonk ?"
"PLAYLIST 2 SONG 9" He reply Ryo and put his headphone on the table. and start walking towards the telephone.
"Yaa Yaaa I'm coming..." He picks the call put towards his ear and asked " Yaa who is there ?"
" Hello ? helloo son ??" Ryan recognize the voice its sound very tensed and worried . "GRANDPA ?"
"Why aren't you picking up your phone ??" He asked to Ryan in a heavy and angry toon.
"its in my room, I were preparing(should i tell him about noddle's, Nahh he will shout again)rice in kitchen. . "But What happened ? why are u sounding like A angry tensed weirdo"
Grandpa became silent for a while he doesn't speak anything for next few sec's.
"Ello Grandpa ?" " What happened ?? " " Tell me now Nahh ???"(Why He is not speaking is he leave without cutting the call )"Okey GRANDPA I'm leaving my no-rice is waiting for me."
He is about to put the call but he hear his grandpa voice "Son your Mom and dad"
After listing mom and dad by his grandpa he rapidly put back the phone on his ear, A quick reflex like he used to show in 1v5 tab legend battle.
"Mom and Dad ? What happened ??"
"Son your Mom and Dad..."
Song 9 from Playlist 2 starts playing in his headphones. The room is so silent that he can hear the Phonk track echoing all the way from the living room, even though it's only playing in his headphones.
By the silence given by his grandpa he is getting more tensed by every sec. "Grandpaa What happened, can't u just tell mee !!"
Everything around him began to glitch, like a corrupted video game—colors distorted, the air trembling with static. And in the very next second… he was standing in front of his parents' grave.
His parents' died in the accident that night.
"Huh !? Why is this happening, Why i lived that moment again" "it's my past !!"
Ryan is looking so traumatized after living back his past. But suddenly he hear a dark and chilling voice from no where.
"Oh? What's the matter, kiddo?"
The voice slithered through the silence, amused and cruel.
"Don't like watching your past?" A pause. Then it dropped—cold, deep, inhuman.
"Get used to it." "Because you're going to live it...again."
"And again."
"And again."
A twisted laugh followed—low at first, then rising like a beast awakening.
"Kukuku... ahahahaha—!"
Ryan's eyes widened—filled with something close to hell itself. "Again…?"
His voice came out barely above a whisper, trembling. "What do you mean…?"
He spun around, heart racing, scanning the darkness. But the voice had no face. No source. It came from everywhere—and nowhere.
The cold laughter still echoed in the air, like the whisper of a nightmare that refused to end.
Right after the echoes stop he found himself...
To be continued..