you are in a room surrounded by a cloud of fog. you look in the distance to see a tall human figure. as the fog faded the figure mysteriously vanished. you look around knowing you saw someone. you hear a laugh from behind you and turn around and gasp from shock from who you see, douma. He stares down at your helpless figure.

“My, my~ a demon slayer~! how fascinating…~”

he whips his two golden fans out, and starts to fan himself with one. “I wonder how a demon slayer like you got in here~”