Chaos.

Chaos had enveloped Shibuya, cursed spirits rampaging, people dying, buildings collapsing. It was kill or be killed. You had managed to make it to a safe house, or so you thought. A cursed spirit had been stealthily following you, and when it had you pinned in a corner, lunged at you.

But, before it could touch you, something slammed it into the nearby wall. When you turned to look, a hand was placed on your eyes.

"You don't need to see that."