[It's late at night and the weather is awful, so by all rights the church should be empty. But it isn't. Oddly placed in a beam of distorted streetlight that shutters in through the stained glass windows, there's a young man. He's dead silent, and he obviously hasn't noticed that anyone has joined him yet, but his head is bowed and his hands are clasped almost desperately in front of his head, resting on the back of the pew in front of him.
If Mayoi continues to watch, Tatsumi will eventually raise his head and get to his feet. But as soon as he tries to take a step forward, he staggers, catching himself with one hand before he makes it all the way to the floor. There's obviously something wrong with him... Investigate?]
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If Mayoi continues to watch, Tatsumi will eventually raise his head and get to his feet. But as soon as he tries to take a step forward, he staggers, catching himself with one hand before he makes it all the way to the floor. There's obviously something wrong with him... Investigate?]