• Sirens were set off, sending a cold beep and then a chill down Jeanne's spine. She got a glimpse of an angel and a demon. The fallen angel with green hair and white wings was flying graciously across the breezes, too shocked to say anything. The fallen angel that had purplish hazel hair and black wings was giggling histerically upon the fire that was set across the hill in front of Soriwhan's home.

    "Uh... Uh..." Jeanne heared the scared whimpering of a girl. Too shocked that she'd become the center of trials, she pushed the girl she couldn't see thanks to all the darkness away, accidentaly stabbing the girl with the swiss army knife in her hand that she had completely forgotten about. At least it wasn't in the heart but the palm of the girl's hand. All was fine, except for the damage done in both Soriwhan and Jeanne.

    And then the moon that had struck into an eclipse earlier shone brightly. Jeanne saw the girl that had suddenly died in shock thanks to the mere hand stabbing's silhouette. Jeanne then saw the girl's face. The face was pale and ghost-like, and beautiful. Faced with pain and shock, Jeanne stumbled back. Golden hair pelted the dead girl's face.

    "Ba- Baek-Ja?"

    And yes, no matter how much Jeanne tried to deny it, it was indeed Hiyo Baek-Ja.

    "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, OH MY GOD!" cried out Jeanne. Forgetting to purify Hiyo's soul, she fled back to her house. Little did she know the same thing that had happened two years ago was happening again, and she couldn't do anything about it. She locked herself up in the house.

    "Huh, something's familiar about what I'm doing right now, although I have never done this kinda thing in the past... Have I?"