A small child sits crouched on the ground, seeming to be poking something with a stick. They're poking an ant-hill, crushing some of the ants under the stick--with some undertones of glee and interest on their face, seeming pretty content with sitting there for the moment. A cursed-looking doll slouches next to them, slightly leaning over. Kyusaku's dark eyes follow the ants skittering from the ant-hill.