Kuse Daisaku stood at the doorway, staring blankly at the empty room before him. No secret chambers, no other doors, just a single white rectangular space illuminated by the light. Yet, there was nothing there, as if they had never existed — even his subordinates seemed like that.
"...… Ha ah...… Ha ah...… "
The feeling of being watched became increasingly apparent to Kuse Daisaku; he could even feel the gaze behind him, staring at him. He turned his head in terror to look back, and then...…
There was no gas station.
Nothing at all, only a stretch of street lay before him, with the silent houses standing like tombstones around, and the vehicles they arrived in had vanished. When Kuse Daisaku looked back, the room was also gone, leaving nothing but the street in front of and behind him. He was standing in the middle of it, with only the glow of streetlights on each side.
"Who is it? Who the hell is messing with me?!"
