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[center]Ghost House[/center]
[center][url]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SyQaOxUzB-U[/url][/center]

A frown came to his face, as the ebbing pain that was the usual sign of a person's presence filled the fringe of his mind when the light cleared. His eyes saw something. Something came to form. Some sort of shape in the midst of the light that he noticed despite being blinded. His eyes closed, both to try and recover, but to preserve the outline in his memory.  

A summoning, a contract. A voice who called himself a Berserker. He took a step forward, face turning towards where he heard the voice. It was only when he began to run his fingers across the back of his hand, across the mark that seemed to leave a trace of heat from the prana that formed upon him as the spell, that he opened his eyes. Toshi presented the phone towards him, the light from the screen slowly revealing Berserker's form in a blurry light, as though he were manifesting from it.

Summoning demons with a phone almost. jJst like some game he'd played before. Well, it was obviously too quick to say anything as to what this Berserker was. " Sorry about it but what you said went mainly over my head. Heh... A ghost house, or a prank-house was it?I'm not sure which it is, but I get the..."

He trailed off, beginning to bat his eyes in a replacement for his words as he looked in the distance of Berserker with a new focused gaze.

There was something he saw, something similar to the light he saw around his Bracelet. The strange light that only he could see around it, just like those "scars". It was the reason he decided to take it. Despite the fact that it made his skin rise up in goosebumps looking at it. It was not a thing that should be taken, but he took it because of that. Perhaps that was just human, to seek out what they knew was foolish, or taboo. Picking it as something to take with him was dumb. But it reminded him that there were things that he could see with his eyes that weren't just the scars on others, or pain. Despite how it was anything but comforting in of itself that bracelet comforted him with that knowledge.

The thing, the person he saw. Something was similar to the bracelet with him.

"Well.. anyway. I don't know what's going on. But I feel like it's something weird, something abnormal. I can't call myself normal in the first place, so I won't be too surprised. What's going on? I definitely didn't do something to summon anyone, but I know there's no one around either. Well, maybe the house summoned you? It's a weird, creepy abandoned western-place after all. That's a perfect place for a ghost, or some old weird stranger to pop up."

He flashed a wry grin. Old he wasn't, but a weird stranger? Didn't he fit the criteria just as well? But a punk-youth bored and riled up wouldn't be too strange a trespasser for a place like this. But it wasn't like he was that normal of a person.

He let out a sigh. "Tell me about this contract, then who you are. I guess that's the point of you being around? then we should clear up whatever it is and move on from that."

He wasn't afraid, but something told him that things were dangerous. This was more than just pain, dragged into a unfortunate accident that leaves one hurt and damaged. No, he felt like that he was stepping into a beach with a tide coming in, an ocean on its way to sweep him off his feet and drown him in. He stood his ground, but as he slowly raised his phone's light towards the face of Berserker his breathing began to quicken. Ah, he wasn't calm at all, that isn't good. 

"Let's straighten this all out. I'm..." he hesitated for a moment, giving out his name? In a way it seemed a terrible idea.
He shrugged off the doubt.

"Nakae, I'm Nakae."