Now Chrome was starting to get worried about this. This is the second time she's been pulled out to the row of shops by that song, but at least now she's dressed more warmly and brought her bag with her, just in case.

But when the Thirteenth Hour struck and she could see that... ghost in the reflection of the window, she started to feel a sense of unease and she pretty much hugs her bag to her chest.

Luckily, she has gotten into the habit of carrying a compact with her in case she needed to fix her eyepatch or anything, so she soon quickly pulls that out, angling it so that she can see the ghost in the reflection before going to follow it when it starts moving.