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The next morning was a blur to him. He woke up, groggily, moving his hand over, looking for a warm body, but instead, he found nothing. Cold sheets.

This forced him to sit up and look around.

The room was empty, completely abandoned. Only skeletons of furniture remained. He quickly got up out of the bed and dressed.

Running down the stairs, it was the same. The entire house looked like no one had lived in it for years and year. Dust, spiderwebs, and clothe covered furniture was all he could see. No utensils, no pans, even the refridgerator and oven were gone.

Even quicker than before, he put his shoes on and ran outside, only to see the decaying shrine. It looked so overgrown and dead, like no one had attended to it in years.

He looked up, at the clouds above, at the dark that enshrouded him so early in the morning, and all he could see were the snowflakes gently falling down.

"Yukiko.." The only words he muttered.