I remember the first time I came to a door to the Underworld… It was strange. I felt compelled to go through the door. I don’t know why, but I was compelled. But let me go back to how I came to the door for the first time.
I had just visited Veronica after Lee and I completed a favor for her. We had gotten a watch for her to help her in her goal of passing on ghost. On my way home I saw a man in a white suit. I saw him and I was reminded of Kaya and her tale of her death. I could hear her in my mind, describing the event that sent her spiraling into a fit of fiery revenge. I had to do something, I couldn’t just let him walk away. If there was anything I could find out, anything that I could do to help her get peace of mind, I had to help.
I followed him. As I followed him he seemed just out of reach. I couldn’t quite reach him, but of course I couldn’t go to fast or I risked him noticing me. I continued to follow him. As I followed him the street suddenly became a desolate wasteland dotted by the occasional car. I followed him and saw him stop in a parking lot. I hid behind a corner. When I looked back he was gone.
I went to the spot he had been standing and found a door. I had to follow. I had to continue investigating. I called Lee and Kaya. I told Kaya about what had happened. She was someone who I could trust and could talk to about parts of my life that I couldn’t talk to most people about. She was part of my group. We became Sin Eaters together. I wanted to help her.
We got to the door, but we ended up stuck… I hoped that I could continue to help Kaya in the way a good friend should.