Akita sipped her bitter coffee, which usually contained cream and sugar; for now, she took it black, hoping to keep herself awake. The world outside the window was different. Yes, the land was still haunted; shadows continued to roam. Monsters have come to this world, residing right alongside the dead. Hell had literally risen; this was her life; perhaps that was it. No one can withstand living in darkness; it could be getting to her, producing a deep depression in her soul.
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