That woman, Watanabe Emi, was a strange one, she was.

She always seemed to smile a bit too wide at you during church hours, especially when it got later. And she always lingered around you, especially now that you two have found yourselves trapped within the church during a storm.

"Apologies for the inconvience." Emi spoke softly, staring at you with a patient smile and her eyes shut in glee. "But I suppose tonight you'll have to accompany me in this little abode of mine."