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Riku hasn't tried to go up the stairs of the bar in a very long time. He has good reasons to avoid it, so, he does. He doesn't want to deal with Rhyme's death. He doesn't. Nor does he want to see a place full of so many memories.

He's trying to force himself for it. But that never really works. Nobody can force Riku to do anything, least of all himself. So instead he's been idling on the stairs for a very long time.

He's not going to make it up there. The emotional barriers are too strong trying is enough to dissuade his guilt for a little bit. So, thhere he is. Sitting on the stairs and staring at a wall. Blank spot. How does even that spark his memories?

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"Is this really going to work?" Riku asks, staring at the door. He's in civilian clothing, cargo pants and a shirt and some good sneakers. He has his hair tied back for the day.

"It might rebuff us, or put us in different places." But Riku is never really one to dawdle on possibilities. He likes to just move and act. Figuring they have a better chance when they go this way, Riku grabs onto Sora's arm and opens the door, pulling Sora out and then -

They're out of a store, in a really crowded area. It looks nothing like he's every seen before. There's some sort of giant tv on the top of a building, and strange metallic things that move on wheels, and -

Well. They certainly reached somewhere different.

There's music in his ears, even there's no possible way. He doesn't understan this at all.

Every day streets are crowded with people
Every night streets are jammed with these noise
"Things are so strange, are they real or a dream"
Where am I now, trapped in this city of illusion


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