~6AM | KAMAKURA | GENJIYAMA PARK
There was always a sense of mystique in a place with as much history as Kamakura, though that might have been from the multitude of shrines scattered through the city. Whether it was for show or a sincere attempt to protect the city and its visitors, wards and protections were frequently cast, each shrine with their own particular flavor in written spells and ritual chants made through the day. While it made for a safe experience and wonderful attraction for the city’s living visitors, it also meant that there were frequently departed souls that wound up unable to escape.
It had a way of making the city seem less appealing for more veteran reapers, really.
At 6 in the morning, Genjiyama Park didn’t see many visitors–only a few stray visitors and dog walkers scattered through more developed areas. It was, as Sigrun claimed, far enough away from any populated shrines and throngs of people to avoid any accidental triggers of protective wards or charms. By all means, in the early morning hours, it was peaceful.
At least the peace would make it easier to track down a lone, trapped ghost.