It was late at night and Atsushi was staggering on the side of the road without a single idea of where he was. He had been running and walking for hours now... But he couldn't stop. There was a strong sense of dread, as if something was chasing him, that was making him go on, despite feeling exhausted and desperate.

Suddenly, his legs couldn't take it anymore and Atsushi fell on the ground. His body was shaking due to the exhaustion and the wounds, and he could barely keep his eyes open. Then, he heard something approaching. Was it a person? Was it... Something else? He reluctantly looked up, trembling from head to toe.