<span style="font-weight: bold">"No,"</span>the young man Vincent said, supposedly in response to Frahlah's question.<span style="font-weight: bold">"But there was something just now..."</span><br/><br/>Ijemaru raised his eyebrows sceptically. "'Something'?" he asked. As if in response, words began stamping themselves out on the floor in crimson ink. "Go Inside. Now." Well if that didn't qualify as creepy then perhaps they needed a stronger word choice. Vincent backed away from the words, saying something about them being sentient. So was this the "something" he'd just mentioned?<br/><br/>"What does it mean 'go inside'?" Frahlah asked, reading the words off the floor and backing up a bit on instinct. Ijemaru looked at him and shrugged. Then, because there was no end to how odd things could get today, the little girl from earlier appeared, asking what they were doing. Neither Ijemaru nor Frahlah answered, because they had absolutely<span style="font-style: italic">no idea</span>.<br/><br/>"You tell me," the Japanese boy muttered under his breath.