Setting: The Attic
Time: Night 13! At some point
Summary: Yosuke runs from danger... right into more danger
Warnings: SCANTILY CLAD ANGRY WOMAN OH DEAR GOD RUN
There were plenty of reasons for Yosuke to be running down the hallway. The house was flooding, he swore he heard a woman constantly screaming, and the giant flaming guy who just wanted to love him was more than a small nuisance. He was fairly certain he'd lost the flamer already, but one could never really be too sure in this hellhole. Though far from top shape, Yosuke was also far from the starving wreck he'd been a few days ago. His meeting with Kanji that fateful day without a house had really turned him around, and so his body carried him well as he sped through the house.
Down the hallways, up a flight of stairs and into the attic - surely he'd be safe in the attic! But there in front of him as he emerged were... things, standing around, staring, waiting. Yosuke tried to put the brakes on, but for all the good it did, he might as well have been riding his bike. The momentum was just as uncontrollable, the fall just as embarrassing as he tripped over a box and went tumbling head over heels through a pile of junk and debris. His head was spinning, his body sore, his lungs crying for oxygen as he panted for breath. Aside from being stuck in a garbage can, it's just like home...
Groaning, the young man opened his eyes and looked up.
Time stood still.