I. Happiness

He ran after someone. A young woman with long brown hair. He knew who she was, but couldn't remember her name. It was on his tongue but he couldn't pronounce it. He called after her to stop, but she made no move to do so. Suddenly she was gone and he couldn't move forward. He was being held. Namely by two men in black coats and hats. He couldn't make out their faces, but he was sure he'd seen them before. He wanted to tear himself away to keep running after the girl. Because although he couldn't see her, he was of the opinion that she was somewhere nearby and was watching him. But if so, why doesn't she come to help him? Was he someone she didn't know? He looked into the faces of the men. They grinned and he would soon find out why this was so, because one of the two pulled a knife out of his pocket and stabbed.He looked at him in surprise. why did he do that? These were his first and last thoughts before the men let go of him and he fell to the ground. He put his hand over the wound to stop the bleeding, but couldn't. He also had the dull feeling that he was being watched. And this feeling was confirmed, because the girl with the long brown hair came out of nowhere, just as she had disappeared into it. Now he looked into her eyes, into her beautiful, sad, desperate, blue eyes. He knew these eyes and this face too. He held out his hand in the direction of the face. The girl noticed this and took his hand in hers. Her hands were so warm, even though it felt like it was very cold. He looked at her again and she smiled at him uncertainly. And suddenly he remembered her name and whispered it. “Ran.” She looked at him and smiled again. His eyes went black and his hand, which was still in hers, slowly sank down.He heard her call out a name that sounded familiar to him, but he just couldn't respond to it anymore.

He opened his eyes. What kind of dream was that? He brushed his hair back from his face and held his hand in front of his eyes. He was dizzy when he scurried out of his futon and padded out of the room. “Good morning my little darling!” He looked at her, now he had dreamed of her again and then something so confused. He sat down on the sofa and closed his eyes. But suddenly he tore it open again, because he was up to something. He wanted to see Ai, she had something for him. Something important, as I said on the phone. She sounded friendly and sarcastic at the same time. And she said urgently that he should come to her and Prof. Agasa the next day, that is today. So he ran into his room and put on his light blue pants, his white shirt and his dark blue jacket. Then he tied his bow tie on, put on his socks, and went back into the living room.Then he told Ran quickly, said goodbye to her and ran into the hallway to put on his shoes. He trudged down the stairs and went out into the street. He quickened his pace unnoticed until he got faster and faster and finally ran to the professor's house. Once there, he stopped and breathed deeply in and out until his breathing had normalized again. He rang the bell and then waited for the answer. A familiar voice could be heard saying that he will open the gate for him in a moment. He waited patiently when the professor came out and opened the gate for him. He was so nervous and so excited about what Ai had for him that he was grinning like crazy the whole time. The professor noticed this and said that he had every reason to be happy because he and Ai had found something groundbreaking for him. He came to the vestibule where Ai was already waiting for him. "Hello Conan!", She greeted him, "Are you ready to play our guinea pig?"