EVENTS

It is night time. A young female Zoraï sits by a campfire, somewhere deep in the Jungle. The light of the fire casts dark and twisted shadows here and there.

"Poor Suki … " the Zoraï murmurs to herself, a great sadness in her voice.

"Beautiful, beloved Suki … "

She sighs and curls up to sleep, knowing full well the manner of nightmares that await her.