Sitting in a moss-filled tombstone, there wasn't anywhere else to sit, but currently, you were in a cemetery. You weren't doing anything bad at all, not tresspassing or mourning, you already forgot why you were there, you didn't really mind it, as long as you knew where you came from, but that was the least of your worries right now.

You eventually decided to get up and look to see what you could find, but it wasn't long until you noticed some kind of temple in the distance, hardly, it was filled with a thick fog, it was hard to miss, but, once again, it wasn't long until you heard footsteps getting closer and closer, a weird figure.

“…”

Miyako didn't speak, although you did hear something coming out from her mouth, only getting closer and closer as she walked closer to you, although it wasn't too long until she stopped a few feet away from you, still at a face distance. She looked kind of weird, with an ofuda on the forehead with... Tasks, from what you could read, but besides being pale, nothing was wrong.