Once their stomachs were full, the group headed out for the day. They passed the docks, where the water quietly splashed against the shore, murky and unwelcoming. Neither fog, nor mist could be seen in the perimeter, for the ghostly white covers had retreated for the forest's depths. Having nothing to do there, the travelers continued forward until they reached an open field. Barren, windy, the grass beneath their feet was yellow and dead. They were all alone in the midst of nothing. For several moments, all stood still, until both Serenade and Dissonance began waving their hands and calling out with cupped hands around their mouths. Soon enough, Harper joined in the greeting. The newcomers were arriving. As expected, Cello had chosen to be fashionably late. Leading the two humans who were meant to join the main group, he was like a proud general, marching through a conquered town, head held high, smiling from ear to ear. Whilst the nobodies went onto exchanging cheerful greetings and information, Hakuren walked forward, in order to introduce himself. The black-blue-haired boy had observed each of the newbies carefully as they had approached.

The first one to reveal his identity was a young man of an age around that of Harper's and his own. As he strode across the hushing soulless sea, his gait had been balanced, strong and firm, his legs bending neither towards each other, nor too much to the side, revealing that the walker had an earthbound and steadfast state of mind, at least to the green-blue eyes, which scanned him thoroughly. A notable piece of his attire was the set of earrings, composed of only two feathers, with one on each ear. Such an accessory was quite common for the tender gender in the human world and rarely did the masculine side take a liking to such decorative items, yet it was not unheard of. Homosexuals, who did not wish to be the dominant partner in their relationship, ofttimes wore flashing outfits and jewelry, however, it would be foolish to make a statement based only on the orientation of the individual. The overall attire of the youngster at hand was rather inordinate, considering the person's age. With a perfectly ironed suit, bent collar and properly fastened tie, his overall appearance suggested a high standing in society. Combining this with the attributes gathered for his movements implied that he was most likely raised in a circle of executive officers, important officials and the like. His introduction only confirmed this statement. Albeit his name did not reveal it, Leon Elliot, the slight bow he made hinted at an eastern upbringing. Using a polite manner of speech and smiling in a friendly manner, it was obvious he wished to make a good first impression.
[i]'How cute. An actual 'newbie'.'[/i] Hakuren thought, whilst Harper introduced both himself and the rest of their jolly gang.

The second person to join their merry band was a young girl by the name of Ace, who made quite the impression on the young man. Examining her from top to bottom, he deducted that both her top and her bottom were very suitable. So far, only the sky pirate girls had had chests of a pleasing size, thus the arrival of this new addition to the family was welcomed warmly. Her cheerful attitude felt like a beam of the sun's warm rays, her innocence shining along the way. It was a delight to have such an element again. The boy in the midnight green coat, which was unzipped, revealing his blue shirt underneath it, was reminded of another lass with a similar personality, who had once been part of their batch, yet he couldn't recall her name. Only her image remained. An exuberant girl with a conductor's hat, who had stormed into the lobby at the very start of their journey. It was a fun memory to recall. From back then, the humans who survived were only him, Harper, Jasper and Leila. The ones who were lost from their original group were the old fart, named Eric, the mentioned girl and Rhonda. In the process of accepting new members, they had lost all but two, Iro and Mado. Emily, Elliot, Numair and another man, whom he could not label with a name, had vanished forever. Of course, there was a possibility they were all still alive and well, but Hakuren wasn't that much of an optimist. None of the 'misplaced' humans were mentioned again by the Nowhereians, thus it was logical to conclude, at least for the ones who were on the Shakespearian, that they were dead. It wasn't an easy bite to swallow for all who had known them. Songbird and Serenade were apparently still feeling the sting of loss. But dreading over the past was meaningless. No matter how many tears are cried, the dead shall never rise. It was a hard fact, but necessary, in order for life to continue on it's infinite circular path.

[b]"So...What is this investigating about?"[/b] Ace asked.
[b]"Did you guys hear about the living list?"[/b] Riddle replied with a question, as he fumbled with the collar of his shirt. His original clothes were hanging out to dry and he was in a white shirt, jeans and shoes. Harper was pretty plain, that was one thing people could say about him. [b]"The second item on the list is a Siren's song...I think we have to find it."[/b] Digging into his bag, he later held out the list towards Ace and Leon. The number one item, Essence of a Chaotic star, had been crossed out from the list. Harper turned to look at Hakuren, Mado,Leila and Jasper even, hoping one of them would help explain the situation in a nonthreatening way.

Harper's efforts to start the conversation were worthy of phrase, knowing how timid he himself ofttimes was. Although he had the courage to initiate it, he couldn't keep up for long and sough aid from his companions. Hakuren made a mental note to compliment him on his attempt to create a white lie and partaking in this form of social interaction, but he'd leave it for later.
[b]"The "Living list" is like a scavenger hunt list."[/b] the young man began with an explanation, in case the newcomers hadn't heard what the list itself was. He was smiling, as always.[b] "We have to collect all the items listed. Every time we get one, another appears. That's the sort of game we were brought here for."[/b] he put it simply as that, albeit he knew there was a far better theory as to why they were forced to enroll in this circus.[b] "The investigation we're all participating in is about the newest treasure we have to find: the "Siren's song". Since it's a melody, it's not of a physical matter, so we can't actually catch it. However, if we don't cling onto the noun "song", the entire thing might be a metaphor for something else."[/b] he told them one of the versions he had considered. [b]"Well, we can't draw conclusions just yet. We arrived just yesterday, after all, so we don't know as much as we need. For now, the only information we have is that there was once a witch hunt in this town. A woman was accused of witchcraft and drowned in the lake. Ever since then, people have been committing suicide unconsciously by sleepwalking into the lake."[/b] his gaze traveled to the waters, which were visible in the distance. [b]"If you want to take a nap, in each ear put a tap."[/b] he rhymed playfully. Harper was probably burning next to him right about now and he knew it. Telling the newbies the truth straight on without a drop of remorse was most likely considered heartless or cruel, but Hakuren did not agree. If they weren't told about the deadly song, they wouldn't plug their ears before falling asleep, which would increase their chances of becoming victims even before they finished their first mission. However you looked at it, there was no way to sugarcoat the incident and hiding it was not in their best interest. If they were going to pull through this ordeal, they had to become close friends, most likely as close as family, in terms of information exchange. They couldn't have secrets from one another, at least not secrets of this kind. [b]"There's no real danger if you don't doze off without earplugs, so no worries."[/b] he told them, still smiling whilst looking at his comrades with those two green-blue eyes. [b]"From what we all heard, Cello went with Diss-chan to search for clues from the past when the witch hunt was still active. That'll probably be our main source of evidence, but since we're all here, we might as well search this abandoned place. Maybe if we find the victim's house, we'll discover something interesting. As for what the "Siren's song" might actually be..."[/b] he gazed at Leila [b]"Any bright ideas?"[/b]. The girl had said barely nothing, but considering the air around her, she was most likely knowledgeable and had had an opinion of her own.