You were wondering in the forest. Wandering around for no real reason. When you hear the sound of someone singing… it sounds like a young male, maybe in his 20’s.

You follow the sound, the rustling of leaves and the singing getting louder.

It’s late at night, but the glowing leaves of the trees make it easy to see at night. You follow your ears and they lead you to a small open space.

There is a boy in the middle, he’s wearing traditional Japan clothing with a long white mask with words in Japanese you can’t quite understand. He’s dancing while singing. It would be ok, if he wasn’t dancing on a bunch of corpses. Wait, corpses!?

He was dancing on the bodies of maybe around 5, singing a tube that goes like:

“The dance of corpses~ as for the way to dance, as for the way to dance, as for the way to dance along to the match of corpses~ when living becomes too rough~”