I'M Not A Special Character
Trapped in Dream Bag.2

Harwich growling. He felt extremely frustrated that he could not wake up from the dimension that constrained him at the moment. He was in a hurry, but there was always something that was holding him back.

"Damn! Are they both experiencing the same thing?" Harwich breathed. The girl looked up, trying to lighten her head which felt very heavy.

"Why did you stop, miss? We don't have much time left." Dandelion was getting more urgent, but the girl he was talking to did not respond at all as if he was busy struggling with his own thoughts.

"What should we do now?" His eyes moving randomly started to feel uneasy. Harwich took a deep breath trying to control himself, in a situation like this he had to find a way out immediately.

"What are you worried about, miss? And how long are we gonna stay here?" Dandelion again voiced questioning the strange gurgle shown by Harwich.

The length of time down the stairs made Harwich realize the strangeness that was happening even though it was a little too late. Harwich is convinced that he is trapped in his subconscious. It is obvious that he is not in the real world at the moment. If indeed the guess was wrong, then there was no way the Dandelion agent would have answered something like a long time ago.

Harwich did not really recognize the figure of Dandelion, but even so an agent seemed impossible to stay still without giving speculation in the current situation.

"Let's just continue." Andromeda took a step forward followed by Dandelion afterwards. They both went down one stairway ahead of Harwich. However, they had not set foot on the next ladder with one quick movement Harwich kicked Andromeda on his arm.

Although the kick was not so strong, but was able to disperse the balance of Andromeda's body. His body staggered sideways against Dandelion's body. In that instant, Harwich looked away in disbelief, right in front of him two of his comrades' bodies disappeared to resemble pitch-black smoke.

"What's going on? Am I hallucinating?" Harwich closed his eyes hoping things would get back to normal.

After a few seconds, Harwich opened his eyes again. Nothing had changed, he was still standing stiffly alone on the cramped and gripping long stairs.

"I don't need someone like you!" From behind came a voice from someone he knew very well. As soon as possible Harwich turned around to look at his form. His pale face grew pale as he looked at the person standing one step higher in front of him.

"Master?" Harwich was increasingly confused even though he realized this was just an illusion, but this illusion was so real to him.

Suddenly the long hand pushed Harwich's body back. Harwich wanted to take that hand as a grip but it was too late. His body rolled down the stairs until it was swallowed by darkness.

*****

Harwich opened his eyes for a number of times with cold sweat running down his face. His breath was hunting like he had just been chased by death. The shock he experienced many times made Harwich speechless to process some events before finally managing to regain consciousness.

Such a thing is not impossible to happen. Harwich had thought that the Chjornaya organization could have developed a gas that knocked a person unconscious in less than a second and immediately brought awareness to a different realm.

Harwich immediately stood up from his starting position, walking as fast as possible towards the other two bodies lying not far from where he was.

The girl chose to approach Dandelion first. He stared at the face covered by the skin mask for a moment, then deliberately kicked the Dandelion skull hard enough.

The man's body immediately rolled down the stairs, then his consciousness returned and swiftly picked up the right movements to stop his body.

The man gasped with roaring breath. Just now he was in the subconscious that was terrible enough for him, then awakened in a terrible way as well. After he finished breathing, the man looked at Harwich who was several stairs above him. A look full of dislike.

The girl paid no heed to Dandelion at all and did not feel guilty towards him. He went straight to the spot where Andromeda's body lay. Harwich did the same as he had done with Dandelion before, restoring his comrade's consciousness in a slightly extreme way.

Andromeda's body also experienced the same thing, rolling down the stairs until finally the man's consciousness was forced back into the real world. His breath did not sound like he was being shocked, but it could be seen from the glare of those widened eyes.

“You are finally aware. Let's continue and this time be more careful. I didn't expect we could be too careless like this.” Harwich spread his gaze staring at the entire wall that was around.

It didn't take long for the girl to catch a vent located right on the roof not far from her. Three round vent holes with very small size.

“Reacted right.” Harwich bit his lower lip with water upset when he looked up, making the attention of the two agents in front of him also headed at the same place.

“What is ventilation? But the size is too small if it is referred to as air ventilation.” Dandelion stared in wonder, then turned his attention to Harwich as if asking for an explanation.

“This is just my speculation. It could be that ventilation is made as a means of gas distribution used to make us unconscious.”

“Just right I feel something is strange.” Andromeda made the comments to confirm Harwich's opinion.

“That's why we should be more vigilant from now on. Do not let our time wasted just because of this kind of thing again.” Harwich said in a flat and firm tone.

“True, let's continue with smarter.”