[justify][indent]Something tapped against Kiyoko's foot and she paused in her walk to look down at it. She blinked, processing what exactly sat in front of her. Scowling, her gaze flickered ahead to another lump. It took a moment, but as it twitched, it clicked that the lumps together made one full body and she gasped aloud. She flinched, her whole body jumping as she stumbled back. It was a head! Her eyes moved between it and the body, wide with fear. This was way worst than the festival. She was frozen, unsure what to do about the body and its detached head when, suddenly, it spoke.

Now Kiyoko screamed, her exclamation followed up by "Don't hurt me, go away!" as the body moved as well. However, the dead-man-walking simply stood there, his expression relaxed and friendly. He looked like a foreigner and had strange golden eyes, and her eyebrows furrowed as she continued to look between the head and where it was supposed to be. Was he making jokes? "U-um, your head..." she stammered, maintaining an arm's length of distance between the two of them.

Despite the initial fear, she slowly realized that the strange man wasn't going to hurt her nor was he hurt himself. So she swallowed and straightened herself up. She opened her mouth to speak to him, maybe ask who he was or where they were, but she cut herself off as a boy sprinted passed her. "Mm?" she hummed, turning her head to see what he was running from. Her eyes widened again and she grew tense, and after another glance to the headless man, she decided he wasn't the bigger threat. 

"Hold onto your head!" she said, grabbing his wrist to run after the boy.[/indent][/justify]