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[Late at night, Sakihama Base's residential area is peaceful and quiet. Suddenly - bumping noises. Something thumps in the dark, followed by shuffles, as if a heavy object was being dragged on the floor. The source of the noise can't be far away... sounds of cutting, movement, and when you get close - fluids squirting, guide you towards a room.
A room where, as soon as the door is opened, the corridor's light illuminates horrible, orange organic mess on a table.]
Hey there!
[And here's a killer with a knife!]
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[Izuru tumbles another (badly) carved pumpkin on its place, but he doesn't seem entirely happy with it. An idea is already brewing inside his head...]
Man, so much crazy stuff happened that it actually takes the edge off this holiday... I wonder, are there any haunted houses around? I mean real ones. We should totally visit one.
[Late at night, Sakihama Base's residential area is peaceful and quiet. Suddenly - bumping noises. Something thumps in the dark, followed by shuffles, as if a heavy object was being dragged on the floor. The source of the noise can't be far away... sounds of cutting, movement, and when you get close - fluids squirting, guide you towards a room.
A room where, as soon as the door is opened, the corridor's light illuminates horrible, orange organic mess on a table.]
Hey there!
[And here's a killer with a knife!]
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[Izuru tumbles another (badly) carved pumpkin on its place, but he doesn't seem entirely happy with it. An idea is already brewing inside his head...]
Man, so much crazy stuff happened that it actually takes the edge off this holiday... I wonder, are there any haunted houses around? I mean real ones. We should totally visit one.
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But, you do not need to be somewhere haunted to see them.
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But, you know Fyra. It's not about seeing ghosts or not. It's more about atmosphere, and the adventure!
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[She's not sure what Izuru is getting at here.]
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Should I be excited?
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[Looks like the gig is up. Izuru sighs.]
It's not about actually seeing ghosts, you know? Just going to a creepy place is enough. Soak in the atmosphere a little, just for fun. No one really wants to get hurt or anything.
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[That gives Fyra something to think about. She suddenly turns around and begins to walk, beckoning Izuru.]
Follow me.
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[Izuru follows derpily.]
You know a place like that?
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Not long after, the place she leads Izuru to is... an empty alleyway. She raises a hand as a signal to stop, and proceeds to draw a circle in the dirt around Izuru's feet.]
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...No matter what happens from this point onward, please do not step out of this circle.
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What are you going to do?
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This circle will conceal your presence. I do not know how they will respond to you if they see you.
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But they're possibly doing wrong things.
[Which means someone will have to stop them.]
Okay. Let's do it.
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[When Fyra turns away from the Rabbit and takes a few steps forward, the darkness of the surroundings begins to spread. What little light there is coming from the windows and backdoor signs are blotted out, and the only patch of normal ground that remains is within the circle around Izuru's feet.
Ahead, a few human-like figures that look like they are made of shadow begin to manifest. One is much taller than an average person with a thin, stick-like body. All of their faces are featureless, but their motions are as if they are staring curiously.]
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I was told of your presence here. What is your objective?
[Before long, the tall one speaks in a distorted, whisper-like voice that even Izuru can hear from where he stands. It's not easy to tell if it's male or female.]
Who are you...? Why can I not see your face?
I can see other faces... but not yours...
[Slowly, the figures start to approach!]
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[It's real. It's no joke. Izuru takes a half-step forward - but he stops himself and stays within the circle.]
Am I really okay being here? No, wait! Fyra! Are you going to be okay, they're coming close!
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[Fyra doesn't move from where she stands. And fortunately, the spirits don't notice Izuru is there behind her either; just like she said - stay in the circle and you won't be seen.
The shadowy forms continue to approach the Rider, but stop when they are within arm's reach as they come to a realization. The tall one gazes at Fyra.]
I see... I see now. You are not like us... not like the others...
The black cloak wrapped around you... I recognize it. We all know of it.
You have come to take us there...
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[Izuru remembers what happened with Fyra on a mission. A certain imagery springs to mind.]
Hey, Fyra... what are you going to do?
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In all honesty, she doesn't know what to do. But the 'leader' of the spirits continues to speak.]
You are the one who reaps... who discriminates not. The last thing that the living will see.
The End.
[Fyra doesn't do anything at first. But then, realizing something, she looks up at the shadow, and slowly raises her hand to caress its cheek.]
...Is that what you seek?
[When she touches the shadow, her hand... turns skeletal. And then, gradually, Izuru can see what the shadows must have seen all along: a hooded figure in a black cloak stands where Fyra is.]
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We were homeless... our lives had no meaning... we had no role in society... cast aside...
When our bodies stopped... we were forgotten. Like shadows.
There was no peace to be had. We would watch the world every passing day... unable to act. Nothing was different.
...I understand now. You have no need to be concerned anymore.
Rest.
[At that, the silhouettes begin to dissolve... into small spheres of light that look like fireflies.]
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[Izuru observes the exchange wordlessly. He clenches and opens his hands repeatedly, shifting weight from foot to foot. It's obvious he doesn't want to be confined to the circle, he wants to break out, to say something!
But he doesn't.]
Woah.
[He can only stare, his gaze following the floating light spheres.]
Fyra, you really are a shinigami...
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[When the silhouettes are no longer there, the surroundings revert to normal. Fyra turns around to look at Izuru.]
...What is a Shinigami?
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