Should we really have forced – even become a demon to protect – I trust the police – this isn’t justice – we gave up the right to be – I don’t trust – when the seagulls cry – guys, please stop fighting – mom, if it were me would you have – this is what the witch wants, she –

The shrill cry of the telephone cuts through the circle of their discord and they all look at each other helplessly, a lump of fear in their collective throat – the phone lines were supposed to be down because of the storm. Another surge of squabbling threatens to rise up in the face of this new development that must be a trap, and still that horrible machine continues to ring, so as the only living adult left, Natsuhi takes responsibility and picks up the receiver.