Sakonji Urokodaki was collecting a pail of water in the pitch darkness of night. His red mask covered his whole face still on. He picked up the pail and began to walk back to his house. Not too far away there’s a high pitched scream. He drops the pail and looks in the direction of it. It was close by. he disregarded the pail and began to the noise. Soon he saw a kid, perhaps 17ish running towards him, quickly followed by a demon