On the other side of the door, Mikado doesn't find himself in some old abandoned building. He finds himself in someone's home, or more like a grand castle. Mikado is surround by pale stonewalls; there is fire with warming flames. A wood table sits in the middle of the room with matching wooden chairs around it. Underneath the table, is a beautiful red and white pattern carpet. On the table is a silver goblet.
Mikado walks around the room in astonishment. His mouth agape, his eyes big and wide trying to take in everything he is seeing. It is like Mikado has step into another time period, let alone another world.
On one of the walls there is a picture, breathtaking painting of a prepossessing woman. The only thing that captures Mikado's attention is that this woman has no head. She is sitting down with her hands in her lap, like she was supposed be holding something. Mikado studies the painting, looking for something that might clue him on what the woman was supposed be holding. Mikado couldn't find anything.
Mikado suddenly feels that he isn't alone anymore. He turns slowly. There in a doorway stands a woman. She dress herself in a simple green dress with a yellow hem around the neck, the waist, and at the end of the longs sleeves. The dress falls to the floor hiding her feet. Mikado's heart beats fast at this woman. For the woman with Mikado is the same woman in the painting. She doesn't have a head on her neck. Instead of a head there is black smoke like coming from her neck.
Neither one of them moves. They are both surprise by each other present. The woman because she wasn't expecting someone in her home, and Mikado because there a woman standing there without a head. The woman finally makes a move. She enters the room.
She comes up to the table. She picks up a quill and starts to write something on a piece of paper. Mikado doesn't move. He is scare but at the same time he wasn't. Once she finishes writing, she hands the paper to Mikado.
He takes the paper and reads what she wrote. In elegant handwriting, Mikado reads,
Please find my head and bring it to me.
Mikado looks up to her. She wants him to find her head. "Um...I-I'm sorry, but I don't know what your head looks like." The black smoke starts to become thicker. "I guess I and look." Mikado watches the smoke thin out. Mikado let out his breath.
The woman points to the door, indicating Mikado that he should get on his mission. Mikado nods his head. He is happy that the woman points to the door. For it is the same door that he had enter, Mikado knows that door leads back to Ikebukuro. He pushes the door open.
Mikado can't believe it. On the other side of the door isn't Ikebukuro. He is somewhere else. Luscious rolling green hills, clear clean stream flows by. Mikado turns to see where he had come from. A great big grand stone castle stands behind Mikado. Mikado has really step into a new world.
Mikado takes a deep breath. "I said I would find her head and that is what I am going to do." Mikado walks over the stone bridge onto the other side, stepping into a forest.