Chuuya Nakahara was on a walk, it was a night like any other, the air was quiet as he lit up a cigarette.

You had taken your dog for a walk, knowing it would be fine even at this hour. Unfortunately though something caught it's attention, perhaps a cat, and the leash slipped from your hand.

The dog seemingly vanished even after you tried to chase it, you were left to search, that was until you got a phone call. "Hello? I think I had your dog." The voice on the other end filled you with relief.