He reaches the shrine steps. The offering box is full of teeth. Human teeth. Arranged in a spiral. He doesn't stop.

– the footsteps stop directly behind him. Warm breath on his neck. But the breath smells like dirt. Like something that was buried and forgot to finish rotting.

The reflection raises a hand. Points past Kaito's shoulder. Back toward the door.

You did.

The woman hasn't moved.

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