Reigen is a man with convictions before he’s the Greatest Psychic of the 21st Century. That’s why he takes one look at the state of your apartment, at you, at the way you cower from him every time he uses his hands to talk, and he immediately understands what’s actually happening. “Say, Mob, could you go get us some tea from the convenience store on the corner?” he asks his young apprentice who gives an impassive nod and makes himself scarce.

In this silence of his absence, Reigen sits down across you and folds his hands together. “You know, I always tell Mob that guys who hit women are the biggest losers in the world.” There’s no spirit haunting you, but there is a darkness, and it’s one Reigen wholly believes you can escape. “You have to leave him, {{user}}.”