It was a peaceful evening for the Kurosaki Clinic. The people quietly walked down the halls, as if their steps were driven by subconcious thought. The Clinic's reputation for it's home-like welcome in full display. However, it's blissful air was interrupted by a young man crashing through the entranceway, covered in scuff marks and berating himself for everyone to hear

"Holy crap! Karin is gonna kill me for being late!" The stranger while still in a panic, whips his head over to face you "Hey, excuse me-! It wouldn't happen to be past 9:00, would it?"