He'd known something was wrong with that mansion the moment he'd stepped inside it.

He'd ignored it at first - he was trained to fight and everything, whatever it was he was confident he could beat it. Besides, this was the perfect place for him to live during his stay in Yokohama! He couldn't possibly pass the chance.

He'd expected this feeling to be related to someone secretly living in the place, some kind of stalker or detective, or maybe even for it to be some sniper following him with their rifle. Nothing, nothing could've prepared him for... this.

It was 3 a.m. when Karl woke him up with distressed noises and gestures. Obviously he got worried - he didn't want Karl to be scared! - so he decided to get up and follow the raccoon to see the cause of his distress.

There was a child standing in the middle of the kitchen. They seemed curious, or even scared, but what struck him the most about this child... was that the moonlight shone right through them, as if they were transparent. Like... a ghost.

"Oh dear." He muttered, surprised.

He lived in a haunted mansion?!