When everything went back to normal, Masato was almost livid.  What the hell had happened?  What the hell was that place?  Who the hell was that guy?  What the crap was that thing that Kane came in with... and for that matter, what the fuck were Kane and that sickly girl doing here with Ningyo and his evil twin?!<br/><br/>Unable to come up with a proper way to begin expressing his confusion, Masato simply spat on the ground and slammed his fist into a wall, leaving a good-sized dent.<br/><br/>"Yeah," he said in response to Matt's remark.  "Like some club for fucked up people in fucked up situations.  I'll be the goddamn treasurer."<br/><br/>As he grumbled to himself, his thoughts went back to his mother and he hoped that she was all right.