I stare at the moon, death reflects in her eyes. Crimson sheets blanket her body, and a halo floats around her head. Thoughts come unbidden to the mind. Mother's eyes slowly closing after giving birth to my younger brother Souta. Three years later Souta and I watch as a sword slices through my ten year old sisters belly. A year later I watch as the flames engulf my home, of seventeen years, and the massacred bodies inside. Every single event prophesized by the crimson, haloed moon, and proclaiming me as the last female, heir of the Higurashi line, the one who is the savior of worlds. And so now another year later with Souta at my side holding onto our faithful pet, Buyou; A rare black wolf, symbol of our line, son of the great Anubis who served my mother before me and hers before her and an unknown friend. Here I stand in front of the temple of Midoriko, the ancient priestess; here is where my journey begins. Sorry if it sux this is just kinda of a trial.