A knock on the door startled Shiro as he sat up , rubbing his eyes and yawning. He looked at the time, it was almost one in the morning and he felt like his bones were about to fall apart from exhaustion.
The knocking continued. It wasn't just someone knocking, this person was trying desperately to get through the door. Shiro sighed, wondering who it could possibly be before standing up and walking over to the door.
He opened it to find the man from yesterday standing there with a worried look plastered on his face.
"I'm sorry to bother you but I can't sleep," The man said looking away, "Can we sit down?" He asked gesturing for Shiro to lead him inside. Shiro obliged.
He handed him a flyer depicting two men fighting each other while wearing black masks with red eyes.
"What's this about?" Shiro asked curiously. The man took the flyer back.
"We plan to enter, but we would love you to join us."
He said looking Shiro straight in the eyes with serious conviction in his voice.
