A very confused teenager stood by the Hachinko, wondering what the hell was going on. It had been night just a second ago. Now it looked to be almost noon. She had been working her night job at the florists, she had closed the shop, had been heading home, then... something loud and noisy. Gunfire, maybe? And then she had awoken here. She toyed with an ivy creeper that was looped around her neck like a scarf, thinking about what else was wrong. Ah yes. The way that pedestrians ignored her, ignored her to the point of walking through her. She examined her hand, and realized that her mother's wedding ring was gone from where she usually wore it, on her right index finger. Normally she would have been upset, but she was still in shock. She looked around, trying to find something else out of place, and came to the conclusion that a number of other people looking rather confused as the crowds walked through them might be in a predicament similar to hers.
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