Prologue in his journal!
Nights are rarely a tranquil affair in the Mall. After all, it has a range of things to choose from: Solar Noise (even at night!), Full Moon, Dark Hour, Midnight Channel... even on quiet night, Crawler Shadows roam the fog, looking almost domesticated. Almost.
Tonight, as the clock strikes midnight, time stands still and a sickly green tinge washes over everything. The very few powerless beings safely transmogrified into bleeding onyx coffin, only those with powers remain to either patrol or sleep quietly.
Tonight, there is one very alarming exception.
A Dojima in a hospital gown and slippers is trying to make his way through the fog despite all the Shadows chasing him. One of them manages to land a blow in his ribs. Dojima falls with a howl of pain, coughing for breath afterward as he is surrounded.
To think he couldn't even escape these things... he truly is useless. Nanako doesn't stand a chance.
[ooc: Basically, hospitalized Dojima jumped into a TV during Nanako's kidnapping and his hospital stay. He has potential but no Persona and he's gravely injured. He needs ur halp!]