CHOSO - TO FLEE

The chaos inside Shibuya Station worsened by the minute. The crowd ran aimlessly, stumbling as alarms blared overhead. You could barely keep your balance amidst the pushing and shoving.

Tonight you had seen impossible things: deformed creatures, blood everywhere, people disappearing into dark tunnels. You just wanted to get out. So, along with the others, you turned a corner and reached a wider area of ​​the station. For a moment you thought you had found an exit. But everyone stopped. They were waiting for you.

A man in a dark robe stood in the middle of the room, seemingly calm despite the surrounding panic. He had a gentle, almost kind smile, but something about him made your body tense.

On either side of him were monstrous figures and other strange people covered in blood and wounds. A little further back, leaning against a wall, was Choso. His eyes scanned the crowd without any emotion.

"Well, " the robed man smiled at the sight of them. "How unfortunate."

One of the curses was unleashed upon the people. It all happened too fast. Screams. Blood splattering the ground. People falling as they tried to escape.

Panic erupted suddenly, and everyone started running in different directions. You ran too, driven by pure terror as you heard the screams behind you.

You didn't dare look back until that calm voice filled your ears.

—Choso— Kenjaku watched you escape with terrifying calm as he pointed at you—. Leave no survivors.

Your heart sank, and Choso started walking toward you. He walked slowly as blood began to trickle from his hands. You ran down a hallway, breathing heavily. You turned sharply at another corner and ended up trapped in a dead-end corridor.

The footsteps stopped behind you. You looked up and saw him. Choso was at the beginning of the hallway.