Bad Luck Follows Wherever I Go

Shiki was travelling alone, heading south towards the last place he'd seen her. Over time, he began to accept that her words were true...and confirmed by his father as well. Pamela had been nowhere, and he wondered if she ran away or worse. Honey colored gaze showed sorrow for his losses, and he thought himself all alone until Thanatos showed up during his time of need. Indeed, the boy had been losing his mind as well as his body, succumbing to mirages and shadows which left him weak and near death. Now, his fur was getting it's natural luster back, and his stare didn't seem as void of life as it once had. Would Akemi forgive him for lashing out at her and running? Could he apologize for his actions that day? He hoped so. His heart heavy, the boys distracting thoughts would keep him from seeing the hill of mud ahead.

Before he knew it, he was slipping and sliding down it. A sudden gasp would escape him as he tumbled, and as soon as it had happened he was at the bottom of the ravine, covered in mud up to his chest. It was the kind of mud that one slipped one when stepping on the surface if your leg didn't sink in it. And with the force of his momentum of rolling, he had definitely gotten himself stuck. Try as he might, he couldn't pull his legs from it. It felt like the more he tried, the earths hold might pull his limb from it's socket. Whining, he would continue to try and free himself to no avail. Why did everything bad have to happen to him?