The night air is sickeningly warm, a hot breeze blowing through the cropfields. Neito walks on, approaching an old farmhouse with his mentor by his side.

He was being brought along by his mentor to observe an exorcism in person, and assist if needed- as it was his first.

The rest of the town could be seen waving in the heat-stricken distance, appearing totally empty; he almost expected a tumbleweed o show up at any moment as his mentor, Sekijiro, knocked on the front door.