At this point, Hirano Yuuhi couldn't hold it any longer and let out a scream, but that was all she could do. The moment her skin touched the ancient ticket, it felt as though some force had paralyzed her, and she couldn't move a muscle.
Though her body couldn't move, she could still feel. She watched helplessly as the Half Ghost perched on Watanabe Gou's back awakened and, using its ghastly slender arms, slowly crawled onto her back.
"Creak—"
The old, rusted door of the carriage slowly opened, revealing the vague and unreal Mist World outside.
Beyond the bluish-gray mist, an eerie and bizarre glow occasionally flickered. Watanabe Gou, now back to normal, sniffed lightly and caught a whiff of a chilly, musty scent.
"Tap."
"Tap."
Caught by the Half Ghost, Hirano Yuuhi returned to her original form. She moved toward the door like a puppet on strings, completely out of her own control.
