The Labyrinth of Lonely Souls
9. The Three Lost Souls III

There are two flickers of light, Kouji realises, once they are close enough. Two flame torches held by two different people: a girl who looks about his age, and a boy who looks around Tomoki's. Or maybe a year or two younger. Even when he is practically standing in front of them and the girl steering him – he hasn't looked at her, just shrugs her off as soon as he can make out his feet – has gone off.

She returns a moment later with two torches – or maybe she's already been holding that one. She offers the other to him, and he stares at its burning flame a moment before accepting it with a curt word of thanks.

She smiles and nodded and pets the…digimon, Kouji notices belatedly, walking beside her. Of course it is a digimon. He can't remember if he'd seen this species before or not though.

But he doesn't ask. There is a more pressing question in his mind, now that they are out of the darkness and the passageway stretches until out of sight. The darkness as quiet. This small, flickering light makes him…restless, somehow. Angsty. Nervous.

'Where are we?' he asks.