This room looked like an abandoned shrine. In the center of the room stood a Buddha statue, and around it were decorations of bright yellow silk. Perhaps it hadn't been cleaned for years, as the silk and the beams were covered in spider webs.
On the table in front of the Buddha statue, there were several offering plates, all covered in dust. The candles on the candlestick had been distorted by high temperatures beyond recognition.
On the floor of the room lay a dusty prayer cushion.
An Ran huddled in the corner, staring in terror at everything before her. The merciful face of the Buddha statue had a layer of dust on it, giving it an air of melancholy. The tattered silk draped down from the beams, occasionally fluttering slightly with the breeze coming in through the windows. The bright yellow...
"Calm down, calm down, An Ran, you can do this. Don't be afraid. Instructor Mu will be here soon. There's nothing to be afraid of."
