<strong>Chisato Arikawa</strong><br/>Time: June 5th, 2018. Monday, 5 PM<br/>Location: The Mirrored Dojo<br/>Tagged: Old & New Investigation Teams[/b]<br/><br/>During the brief stop in the hospital room--a hospital inside a<em>dojo?</em>--Chisato found a wall to lean against and pressed the heels of her palms against her eyelids. She felt dazed, here in this impossible environment. None of this made any sense! Now that she had a chance to catch her breath, that became all the more apparent.<br/><br/>...The solution, she decided, was to just not think about yet. There were a bunch of people who understood everything that was going on, and they were in some kind of freakish parallel world,  she'd been teleported there by ghosts, so why<em>shouldn't</em>the place be full of monsters? It was like some sort of bad dream, but just reacting to the situation without really considering it was working so far, even if she did have to fight down a gasp every time one of the group summoned some new, seemingly 'friendly', monster. Somehow it kept being surprising.<br/><br/>What she did grasp, on an intuitive level, was that this group of people was safe, and they understood the situation. They were, for one thing, actually<em>human</em>, so that was a start, and they could control their... summoned monsters. The conclusion was obvious: stay close to them. Get separated or lost, and...<br/><br/>...She didn't particularly want to think about that.<br/><br/>She lowered her hands from her face when the glasses-wearing man--had he given a name? had anyone addressed him by one? she couldn't recall--spoke to... several people, of which she was one. There had been voices before, strange, disembodied ones, but somehow they'd seemed less... real.<br/><br/>His explanation just made her want to squeeze her eyes shut again. Shadows? A mist that kills people? Personas?<br/><br/>Shine knew what was going on, or acted like it. For her part, Chisato couldn't bring herself to speak, let alone think of a question to ask; it was taking all her effort to keep herself together to the extent she was. Fortunately, one of the other young women spoke up, and<em>did</em>have questions to ask. Unfortunately, the answers just kept piling on the... the... what was even the word? Absurdities? But it<em>wasn't</em>absurd, since it was very obviously, very physically<em>real</em>.<br/><br/>"This is all too much," she murmured. She raised her hands to her face again, raking her fingers through her hair, and forced herself to take in a deep breath.<br/><br/>They needed to move, or so the man who seemed like he might have been this group's leader said. "Right," she muttered to herself. She didn't realize her legs were shaking until she had to force them to<em>move</em>, but soon she was hurrying to catch up.<em>Don't fall behind.</em>The most recent summoning didn't so much startle her as cause her heart to nearly miss a beat; that...<em>thing</em>, practically radiated power.<br/><br/>...Chisato shook her head vigorously to clear it. "Come on," she mumbled to herself. "Keep it together, keep it together..." They were trying to save someone, right? That meant she couldn't be slowing them down, they had more important things to do than babysit her. She set off down the hall, after the others, doing her best not to think too much about what was going on.