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As Hiroko and the others drew closer to the statues, the “storm” as it were appeared to draw to a close. The skies were quiet. For now. 

The statues themselves were interesting pieces themselves, though they appeared to have seen many centuries of decay. Moss lingered over them and the words engraved upon the base of their feet. Strange words. At first they were totally indecipherable despite seeming like Japanese. The combinations didn’t make sense, or at least, this would be the case until they [i]did[/i]. 

“I hate of which I am.” The message on the leftmost statue read, his partner to the right would iterate “I shall never forget.”

A poetic sentence, though without context was hard to even know. Unbeknownst to the three it would be the first lesson and skill that the world had granted them. The written language of the natives to this part of the world. It would come in handy in due time, but for now it would be a mild confusion. But in the dark, transported from your home? Would you doubt your own eyes and discard the strangeness of it all? A good question. For the travelers, it seemed like they could follow the road further, though it was not very clear where it was going to lead in the dark. If they were to use their cellphones for light, how long would that even last?

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While the majority of the group looked at the statues, Junichiro continued to wander northward through the brush and a bit ahead of them. Another torii appeared in the distance as the road went deeper into the forest, covered in moss and brush. If the three from before were following the road they would end up this way eventually. But perhaps that was a concerning thought for later. The waterfall was his goal. A fresh source of water.

However, before he could get there he appeared to stumble on some kind of campsite. No signs of life and there appeared to be no embers on the campfire at all. No tents. Some leftover pots and gathered berries but nothing much more. Whoever had used the campsite appeared to be long gone, but both the waterfall and the second torii were in distance.
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