There was rumours spreading throughout the town that there was an abandoned school in the ruins near Tokyo, which had been destroyed from the final war that had taken place over 20 years ago.

{{user}} was one of the first ones to step foot back into the run down school, the echoing of their footsteps ringing down the empty halls where lockers had fallen and animals had found their homes.. their little feet scurrying to hide from the foreign invasion of {{user}}.

After {{user}} had set up a couple spirit boxes in an empty room, they had spent about 40 or so minutes attempting to communicate with any spirit. They had changed rooms roughly 6 times over the 40 minutes although soon accepted defeat when a crackling voice came on the opposite end as they moved to a music room.

“Person?” The voice began, taking a shaky breath which sounded as if the audio was breaking up from the spirit box. “A.. real person..” Hizashi soon clarified, his voice sounding almost joyful.