It was very dark now, and was growing colder by the second. Hisoka's hair was still slightly damp, and he was wrapped up in Tsuzuki's trench coat to prevent from catching cold. All of them stood around Tsuzuki, slightly embarrassed, as they watched the man try to build a fire by rubbing two sticks together. Everyone gasped, as they thought they saw sparks, but upon realizing it wasn't what they thought it was, they all heaved sighs. Soon, the only source of light was a flashlight Watari had brought along with them.

Tsuzuki was concentrating hard, and Hisoka was crouched on the ground next to him. Watari flashed the light at him, but the boy seemed to be in a daze with his breath visible. He didn't go back to normal and look up until Watari spoke.

"How are you holding up, Kid?"

"Don't call me kid… and I'm fine…"

"Sure. Tsuzuki, maybe we should try and find those matches now!"

"No way! I said I could do it, and I will! I'll do it if even if it kills me!"

"Okay, okay!"

"Well you wont be able to make a fire with this cold wind."

"Huh?"

All eyes fell on Tatsumi. Pointing the light at him, Watari noticed that his breath was visible, too, just like Hisoka's. The same was for all of them, in fact.

"What is going on?"

All of a sudden, a moaning sound reached their ears, and all of them jumped. The moaning continued, and bushes around them swayed and rustled. Tatsumi glared at the bushes for a long while, and Watari prepared his weapon, the all-powerful flashlight. There was silence in the camp for a long while, and then, the bushes finally settled, and all fell into silence once again.

"Achoo!"

Hisoka sneezed, making the others jump at the sudden noise. The boy wiped his nose and apologized. Tatsumi heaved a heavy breath and leant him a tissue. Watari collapsed onto a log nearby and Tsuzuki rubbed his partner's back as he stared at his failed attempts at creating a fire.

"What was that just now?"

"It was probably the wind."

"Maybe…but I sensed…"

"Hm? Hisoka?"

The boy visibly shivered and held his shoulders. He closed his eyes tightly as he remembered exactly what he had felt moments earlier.

"Pain, anger, desperation, loneliness… it was all so clear, and yet it vanished in an instant!"

"That sounds like…"

"Could it be him?"

"Huh?"

"…Gabriel."

All eyes fell on Hisoka again.

"His name was Gabriel, wasn't it?"

"It was. How did you know?"

"When I fell into the lake, I heard a voice call out that name. Mr. Tatsumi, is it possible that the cruel man's spirit lingers here, as well?"

"It is possible."

"But if that is the case… we may not be safe here at all anymore."

"No. we've never been in danger here before! What is so different…Wait…"

"Bon."

"Maybe the presence of an empath has awakened the two souls."

"…I knew I shouldn't have come."

"Hey, don't think like that! It will all be…"

Out of nowhere, a gust of wind flew through the camp, cutting Tsuzuki off. Within moments, the wind passed, and Tsuzuki opened his eyes… only to find himself alone.