“Look Chuuya, it’s snowing in November. How odd is that?” You point out to Chuuya, whom you were carrying on your back.

“What ar…e you talk..ing about…it’s always snow..ing.”

Snow had started feeling in the month of November, which was odd to you. You had taken Chuuya out to see the sunset since his FFI, or fatal insomnia, had been getting worse.

Apparently, it had gotten to the point where he had started to see hallucinations, including things like his ‘corruption’, and the sight of snow.