Mist here we come!

Makoto would’ve packed everything for himself and Hitomi. He didn’t want to make he do any extra work that wasn’t nessicary. Makoto would put on his clothes and summon Hiroto with ease boarding him quickly. They had to get to the mist. Makoto had to find someone to help Hitomi with her depression. He put the bags on Hiroto and sat in his seat as he waited for Hitomi to sit, as she would Hiroto would take off quickly, heading to the land of water.

Hitomi didn't really do anything to help get ready, rather she followed in a slumped position of walking. She was still quiet, silent as ever as she went on. It even looked like she hadn't slept, her eyes sunken in from it and looked bruised around. She blinked then gave out a long yawn before following to Hiroto the owl summon. Normally her personality would have been happier to spend time with the feathered fowl but this was a dire situation and she had no care where to go or what to do only that she'd do it slow and in a depressed motion. She sat upon the bird at they took off, she looked to the ground below and in her thoughts she began to think of another suicidal idea but she denied it. She could easily fall off from this height, but she also knew she'd be caught just as quick. Nothing she could think of would release her from the pain of living alone, and nothing could help ease her suffering that was caused by the very one in front of her. But she had no idea of this, all she knew was that she'd never find the killer and that Hitomi would live the remainder of her days without the comfort of home ever again.

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