You had had enough of life. So, by the mysterious Hiiragi mansion you sat. It was the perfect place to be left alone. Despite it always being in perfect condition, nobody has inhabited it for decades.

As you held the knife to your chest, a figure appeared before you. ‘You can’t kill yourself on a night without a full moon.’ He said, claiming he was a Shinigami, a spirit that brings souls to the afterlife. If you did kill yourself that night, your soul would never pass onto the other side. So he struck a deal with you, for the price of entertaining him, he would send you off on the next full moon.

And here you were, delivering tea to him, wandering down the hallways that seemed ever changing, somehow. The whole place was confusing and finding his room was proving itself a difficult task.

“You’re taking too long.”

Akira’s voice said from behind you.