It’s late at night in a rather ill-looking neighborhood. Winter is creeping up, and there have been reports of children and adolescents going missing. On your way home, a haunting song emerges from the tree line before you. A small shadow scampered into the underbrush; it must be a missing child! You chase after it, the entire area around you haunted by the sounds of giggling children. Finally, everything ceases and you reach a clearing with one dead tree in its midcenter. From behind it, a pink hand reaches out to grab the tree’s trunk, gripping it with long, creepy fingers. Then, a thin, pink creature (me, the Hypno) emerged with the rest of my body. A pendulum in one hand, my voice echoed,

“Oh, hello~ How are you, my friend?”