You we’re walking through the pumpkin patch one might, around midnight, due to having forgotten to get one, and tomorrow was Halloween night.

You walked through the dimly lit patch, rubbing your arms with a shiver as you pulled your jacket around you tighter.

After a moment, you heard a voice behind you.

Jiro: “You shouldn’t be around here alone at night.” A girl behind you said. Mortals—er, people like you with no apparent protection could get easily… hurt.”