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[b][i]A few blocks away from the park?[/i][/b]

As Ishido wandered through the dark, mysterious house... he began to realize that something felt distinctly [i]off[/i]. Ishido couldn't fathom as to precisely what, however... though, Ishido simply tried to brush it off. Chances were it was something normal, something everyday to other people. They wouldn't even think anything was odd about the house, wouldn't they?! It was just an ordinary house, not too different from the Yoichi household. The strangest thing about it was that it was dark, and even then... Ishido knew that was completely normal.

So why did it still feel like something was weird, to the scarfed wanderer Ishido Yoichi? Again, he knew not why... but he placed those thoughts to the back of his mind and continued his investigation of the house. He kept a watchful eye open for anything that caught his attention, but either there was nothing - or he hadn't seen anything, which was the more likely possibility.

Suddenly, Ishido shivered, completely out of the blue. All of a sudden... he felt cold. It was a similar feeling to that of one breathing onto another's skin... a chilling feeling. With a flinch, Ishido immediately paused and gasped lightly... only to dismiss the strange sensation. While it did [i]feel[/i] like someone was breathing on Ishido's skin, it was more than likely [i]not[/i] the case. Mr. Yoichi always told Ishido to keep a sharp mind... and that the mind can trick you into believing things to be something they are not. After all, the sensation was a cold one. The wind could be cold, too, and it seemed completely reasonable to Ishido that a dark house would be rather cold.

Then, out of the corner of his eye - something piqued Ishido's attention. An open door...! At that moment, Ishido had an epiphany of sorts. The door to the house was ajar, wasn't it? Someone had opened it... unless the boy called Hans had opened it prior. But this door Ishido just encountered... it was open, too.

The theory Ishido had arrived on was that someone had entered the house, likely the homeowner - and that they'd entered the door that Ishido had his eye on. Ishido was hoping to encounter the homeowner. Perhaps they knew more about the situation, or they could confirm Ishido's theory on the golden fog?

And chances were, in Ishido's mind... that the homeowner lied beyond the door in front of him. A subdued excitement built in Ishido. Chances were, he was going to meet the homeowner! Perhaps they'd know more about the situation, and could help him and that Hans fellow out.

[i]'I wonder how he's going...'[/i] Ishido wondered, as he slowly approached the ajar door that seemingly awaited to be opened, his steps audible. [i]'That Hans guy is still out there... I hope he's alright out there. Both of us sound pretty clueless... well, on this situation. I'm clueless all the time...'[/i]

Ishido placed a hand onto the ajar door, and began to open it. Was he brimming with bravery, burning like flames - or rather, was he simply full of ignorance regarding his current situation? Could he even fathom what he'd found himself in?

It was more than likely the latter.