"What the hell is this thing?!" Kisho Hatoko thinks to himself one night as a tall, slender creature stands in front of him. It is a pitch-black color and looks terrifyingly human. It then speaks, "Oh... this should be interesting. I'll visit again soon. You're just what I was looking for." Ki...

Listening wasn't a one way process. And maybe, just maybe, if someone had heard her earlier... Things would be different. But nobody knew her, and nobody saw her, and certainly nobody heard her. Ah, there was someone. Just one. She forgets the name sometimes...but she does remember ...