"Once upon a time, I dreamt I was a butterfly...Suddenly I awoke...Now, I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly dreaming that I am a man.

-Chuang-Tzu

When I try to remember it, my memory's of the event even look like a dream. I'm not even sure it really did happen. A friend of mine remembers it also, so is possible that two people got the same dreams? No wait, the word nightmare describes it better. Sometimes, when I'm just sitting in front of my computer, I feel the pain and scars I dreamt of having. Scars both physical and mentally of a life I'm not sure of actually living. The best of friends I got, lost, got betrayed by and even betrayed myself.

That's why I'm writing this. Like a diary. My psychiatrist told me to do this, so I won't end up like my friend in a mental hospital. It has already been a year since it happened but I still remember everything like it only happened yesterday… I mean, like I dreamt it yesterday.

Whom ever will be reading this, I hope you like this story. Well, you defiantly will like it if you're an anime otaku. At first even I liked it, a dream come true. But I learnt the hard way, that you should be aware of what you wish for.

All anime fans dream about it, one day getting in your favourite anime series. That's what I and friend also thought. But as you might know, not all anime series are full of ecchi comedy and cool action where the heroes always wins. That's what the two of us found out, when we lived in the village of Hinamizawa. That's right, we just got in "Higurashi no naku koro ni" also know as "When Thy Cry".

But I'm jumping ahead of myself. First let me tell you about how we got there in the first place…