~Motivated Children On A Foggy Island Port~

The sound of waves can be heard crashing onto the edge of a rocky shore. Wind rustles through the trees above, however not close to anyone. The dock squeaks and sinks with every step, just like the heart of the one who steps onto it. Ahead, is a building, shrouded in night. The only building that appears to be anywhere near here. A lantern sits on a ledge near the top, illuminating a small section of the fog-covered land, and a sign that reads, "Kirishima Inn". The dirt path that leads off from the dock to the house also trails elsewhere into the darkness of the forest behind. A darkness, that is all too familiar now.

This is Kirishima, the Foggy Island. And you are standing on the port to it.