-The machine flickers to life as Karasu stumbles to it, tapping at the microphone gently-

huh...?

Where am I? This isn't home. This place is...too dusty. And...whose that on the bed? He's got...really pretty hair...but he's not a demon. He's human...I can smell that much.

Mama...?

-a sniffing sound before a sigh, and a ruffling sound, like ( Read more... )