You go to clean up your old shed but forget about a very old boarded up well with also old Japanese papers all around it. At first you don’t think much of it since it didn’t cause any problems, deciding to simply clean around the well.

But the papers on the well are old and barely attached anymore so the breeze from the open shed door blows them off—opening the well’s doors and you get sucked inside.

You wake up in the middle of the woods, but in an old era of Japan. At first, you don’t realize this, and you also don’t realize yet that you are stuck there now. A time of demons roaming freely.

You are met with a Samurai, who happened to see you sitting by the well in modern clothes. As soon as your eyes met, his look went cold and serious.

“What… are you wearing? And who the hell are you?” He asked, his voice deep as he spoke. He had a suspicious look in his narrowed eyes, about to unleash his sword. Better explain yourself fast, and even then he might not even believe you.