[Eventually, it becomes impossible to avoid the shadowy crowds. Mika tries to acts as nonchalant as he can as the ghost-like shadows seems to walk straight through him, leaving marks like smoke on him. That's not the only thing they leave. As he tries to brush them away, whispers of others' destinies brush against his mind.]
[Your sister is dead. Her soul is--]
[Mika turn around abruptly, looking for the source of the voice. No one in the crowd seems to notice. He brushes his hair away from his eyes, realizing with a lurching horror that it's longer than he remembers.]
[What would you sacrifice to get a contract with a demon?]
[The squirming anxiety and hope sits in his gut even as he looks around with his own eyes. Something is definitely wrong. Scared and unsure, he touches his own face, panicking as he looks around.]
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[Eventually, it becomes impossible to avoid the shadowy crowds. Mika tries to acts as nonchalant as he can as the ghost-like shadows seems to walk straight through him, leaving marks like smoke on him. That's not the only thing they leave. As he tries to brush them away, whispers of others' destinies brush against his mind.]
[Your sister is dead. Her soul is--]
[Mika turn around abruptly, looking for the source of the voice. No one in the crowd seems to notice. He brushes his hair away from his eyes, realizing with a lurching horror that it's longer than he remembers.]
[What would you sacrifice to get a contract with a demon?]
[The squirming anxiety and hope sits in his gut even as he looks around with his own eyes. Something is definitely wrong. Scared and unsure, he touches his own face, panicking as he looks around.]