The afternoon sun had dipped just below the buildings of the city, and soon it would be night. Normally, the Spirit code-named Reaper would be preparing for her nightly spree around the town, searching for those humans she needed to steal away into Death. But now, standing in her regular school clothing in the dark alleyways, she hesitated.

Those two from earlier...friends she called them, were very strange. Killing was bad? What was bad then? And what was good too for that matter? "I don't understand..." Shaking her head, Reika began to stare at the wall blankly for...well, who knows how long. Long enough for something of interest to occur.

"Friends....I have friends....what are friends...do they judge each other Mr. Wall?"

The wall remained silent to her questioning. Reika flicked the hard surface.

"Mr. Wall is baka."