Sheila finds herself in front of a building.

Inside are all types of games, and the loud music alongside the laughter of people having fun could be heard even outside.

Confusion.

Wasn't she in the park, just now?

"It's really packed, but the line doesn't look that bad."

A familiar voice, it was the boy who walked around with Yuki.

The two were a few steps from her, entering the establishment.

She felt a slight dizziness, a lot weaker than when she woke up the first time.

Perhaps it's related to what just happened?

In the end, just what is happening?

Some kind of supernatural phenomena, certainly. And the key to understanding it must be…

Those two.

Observing them from outside the establishment, Yuki had a different expression from before.

He looked restless, anxious.

Why?

The curiosity, it's reaching a certain peak.

It's hard to stay still in this kind of situation, the first type of truly mysterious situation.

"Yes, this is something that must be done."

She thinks, while going towards them.

Staying the same way, despite understanding the gravity of the situation, is it bravery or pure lack of judgement?

Probably both.

...But It's not something that'd be done differently, even if she could go back and never visit this place.

However, she was not alone.

At the same time she opened her eyes, not far from there, he also opened his eyes.

"-is this shit?!"

Kyouchiriou suddenly saw himself on a quiet busy street.

It wasn't so full of people to the point of actually being full, but it had a constant flow of people walkin' by.

A commercial street without a single car passin' by in the middle of the day.

Alongside the sudden change in ambient, once more came the uncomfortable feelin' in the head.

If before it was close to gettin' punched in the mandible, this time it's the equivalent of someone grabbin' ya by the collar and shakin' ya slightly

Lookin' around, different from the park, he didn't know this area.

It was full of stores he'd never seen, not even the ads on the outdoors and posters were familiar.

How can he search for those two if he doesn't even know where he is?

He wasn't very fond of doin' this, but decides to ask one of the people passin' by.

He goes toward someone walkin' slower, and…

"Excuse me, could'ja tell me where this is?"

The person kept walkin', ignorin' him.

"..."

Maybe that person was in a hurry?

"Excuse me..."

One try, two tries, three tries…

Silence.

"....."

Kyouichirou's patience couldn't handle more than that.

He goes towards a passerby and stops them, holdin' them by the shoulder.

"Oi, could ya tell me where..."

He gets surprised.

"...we are?"

The person he stopped was a little taller than him.

This whole time, he hadn't looked at the facd of one of the people passin' from so close up and for so long.

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It was blurry.

Like a video in 144p.

The person bein' held said nothin', and weirdly had no weight, now that he paid more attention.

Holdin' that person was the same as holdin' a page of paper against the wind.

As soon as he let go, the person kept walkin'.

As if nothin' had happened.

Kyouichirou feels shivers down his spine.

Those people… Were they really "people"?

He makes a quiet "tch".

"Guess I'll have to search blindly."

He can feel a bit of cold sweat forming on his forehead and back.

He needs to find the others and get outta there as fast as possible.

After walkin' for few minutes, there was loud music and people's noises.

When hearin' it ya can notice, how silent it was away from there.

Kyouichirou runs in the direction of the sounds, while avoiding the "people".

The noises came from an… arcade?

It was still a bit far, but it seemed like an arcade…

That person there, in the front...?!

Was Sheila?!

Finally, someone other than him.

She was enterin' that place.

"Sheila!"

He screamed, but it didn't appear she heard it.

…Or maybe she just ignored him.

That occult obsessed...

Hurryin' up, he got there and stops by the entrance to catch his breath.

He looks around searchin' for Sheila, but she already went in.

Inside the place, she kept walkin' towards… someone he can recognize.

It's that boy from before, most likely the reason why they're there.

He doesn't need even three seconds to know what she plans to do, and starts to run again.

From Sheila's point of view...

Yuki and the other boy are sitting in front of the game machine, Yuki is holding the controls but doesn't move.

His friend achieves easy victories and keeps playing.

It looked like a fighting game.

While going in their direction, she observed both the boys and the ambient.

She noticed some things.

Which made her question other things.

She wondered about it with every step, eventually getting besides the game chairs.

She extended her hand toward Yuki.

"Sheila, don't!"

She could hear a familiar voice screaming nearby, but she didn't stop.

The extended hand is put on his shoulder.

"Yo, youngster!"

Kyouichirou saw a repetition.

An act that fits perfectly into the definition of insanity.

The boy did the same as in the beginnin', and looked in her direction.

He was too late again.

"Who?"

A voice that, different from before, wasn't distant.

...But nothin' happened.

"Huh? Who is she, Yuki?"

The person answered?

He looked at the scene, confused.

The two boys who could talk got up from their chairs, and stared at Sheila.

They appeared to be middle schoolers, the boy they saw before, he was shorter than the other.

While this new boy could almost reach his shoulder, the other one was probably just below his elbow.

They both seemed normal.

After his shock that lasted a few seconds, Kyouichirou starts to walk again and reaches them.

"Sheila… Whatcha think ya doin'?"

His annoyance was apparent.

"Kyou."

But to Sheila, that didn't matter, as she had an objective in mind at that moment.

She looks Kyou in the eyes, that immediately changes from anger to surprise.

While she smiled, her eyes showed a certain unexpected seriousness.

She turns back to the boys, and looks at Yuki with the same eyes.

"Your name is Yuki, correct?"

He reluctantly shakes his head in a yes.

"Have you looked at the people around here?"

He showed confusion upon hearing that.

"Hey, what's that girl's problem?"

Sheila goes toward the other boy, and puts her hand on his shoulder the same way she did to Yuki.

"Hello to you as well!"

She blinks a few times, and gives his shoulder some slaps.

For some reason, something was different from Yuki.

Everyone looks at her, all of them confused.

It was very quiet.

Ever since the conversation started, the only noise that could be heard was their voices.

"Sheila… what is…. happenin'?"

She smiles, and looks directly into his eyes. Her eyes had a certain special glow as she answers.

"I have no idea."

Kyou's frustration was palpable.

"But… it's certainly something supernatural!"

That was the last straw, he thought.

Kyouichirou's patience for the insanities of this occult obsessed person was at the limit.

He was about to say somethin'.

"Who… are you people?"

But someone else did it before him.

Yuki, who was lookin' around all this time, didn't look too well.

He held his head, as if it was hurtin' a lot.

And the other boy, why did he look happy with that?

He was smilin'.

And Sheila, what kind of face was that?

Why did she suddenly seem so shocked?

And then, the face of the boy who still had Sheila's hand on his shoulder.

It slowly turned disfigured.

It was different from before, it wasn't a huge blur.

It was somethin'… nausea inducin'.

In a way, it's almost as if he's disintegrating.

The Yuki, he has his eyes closed and was shakin' his head, meanwhile.

And, outta nowhere, again.

A different place again.

The other boy vanished.

Now in front of what appears to be an apartment complex, only three people are.

That Yuki boy opens the door and enters the complex, we all follow him.

What the heck is goin' on?

I think neither of us really knows.

At this point, we're all probably just going with the flow, without questionin' things too much.

But all three are in a cold sweat.

And by opening the apartment's door...

"Welcome!"

A friendly voice. A person that doesn't appear to be much older welcomes us from the inside.

He uses vibrant and colorful clothes, and is stayin' still in the middle of the livin' room.

"You all came just in time for dinner!"

Kyouichirou was gonna take his shows off, when…

Sheila casually enters shoes and all and passes by the man, to deeper inside the house.

That when, by lookin' to the side…

He was tremblin'.

That boy was tremblin', breakin' a cold sweat, white as milk.

He looked like he'd pass out any second.

"Oh? You're not going in?"

Kyouichirou turns to the man, who has an even more radiant smile than before.

"Are you sure?"

"Oh hello there, is the young lady also Yuki's friend?"

From somewhere deeper into the house, came the voice of a middle aged lady.

The boy runs inside after hearin' that.

The only one still in the entranceway, he gives ups on takin' off his shoes.

"You won't be coming in?"

Kyouichirou follows the others, and stops shortly after passin' by the smillin' man.

He noticed.

Somethin' he only witnessed a few times, durin' fights with dangerous people.

Killing intent that gave ya goosebumps.

But only for a second.

He looks behind him, and there's only a smilin', friendly man.

"Oh? Something's wrong?"

The man asks, with a curious expression.

"No… nothin'."

As soon as he enters the kitchen, a surprise.

Makoto's sittin' on the chair, with his head down.

At least the three of them were reunited...

Sheila looked distracted watchin' the boy hug a middle aged lady.

The lady looked confused, she wouldn't stop blinkin' and gently pattin' his head.

No one said a word, for some reason.

There's somethin' strange in the air, maybe that's why.

But that wouldn't stop Kyouichirou from checkin' if his friend is OK.

"Makoto? Are you alright dude?"

Silence.

He slowly lifts his head and looks in the direction of the livin' room with his eyes.

"Yo, Kyou."

He's pale, and his eyes are temblin'.

Makoto carefully put his finger in front of his lips, askin' for silence.

Why he did that would become obvious soon.