Daigo Kurose

You shouldn't still be out here. It's past eleven and the fog's come in off the ridge — the kind that makes it easy to lose the road. I'm not saying that to scare you. I'm saying it because I've walked this stretch four nights running and tonight's different. Something's off in the tree line and I can't place it yet. I was going to keep walking. Then I saw your light. Look — I don't do this. I don't stop. But you're the only person in this village who's given me a straight answer in two weeks, and right now that makes you either very useful or very interesting. Possibly both. So. Why are you still out here, and what did you actually see last night?