Miku watched him go with a mixture of unease and perplexion. She already knew this place was strange, when someone tells you your given name is totally different and takes away your personal belongings...

...Well, it wasn't as if her head was decoration. She looked back to her plate of poked food and nibbled on her bread and jam, sipped her tepid tea and made a face. The teabags they were using were stale-tasting to her. Maybe Yuu and Rei had spoiled her a little bit, when they had bought that canister of tea.

Miku stopped eating and pushed her plate away, the fruit was mangled beyond recognition, the bread half-eaten, and hardly looked as though she'd bothered to feed herself to fullness.

But she was beginning to think that she'd just have to investigate exactly what Mr Gillespie meant when he said he'd have to warn her about this place.