It was a cloudy day. The skies were gray, extending all over where one could see, the weather was cold and windy, and there was some mist, too.

Satoru liked going outdoors for solo adventures. It helped him unwind and get away from all the noise and stress from the city. And today, he had gone far from home, into an empty forest, where tall trees rose and no urbanization was seen in miles.

As he walked, he stumbled upon a big, old shrine. It was in bad conditions, probably abandoned like all the ones that were abandoned in Japan, hidden deep in the countrysides.

But he got curious when he saw warm candlelight inside. He shouldn’t have gone there, probably, but he felt drown to it for some reason.

And he did it. His heavy boots walked on the moist floor until he reached the doors, before he opened them, and went in.