[Persona]Distortion Tears: Prologue *The Contract*

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She began to grow aware that she was sitting in a blue compartment aboard the train. She couldn't remember when, or how she came here, only that she sat in a seat lined with velvet. Across from her sat an older man in a suit with wide, round eyes, thinning hair, and a very long nose. His smile was that of one given to an old acquaintance.

"Welcome." he said. "I'm delighted to meet you yet again."

"Again?" she wondered allowed. "Who are you? What is this place?"

"Ah, my apologies." The man replied kindly. "It certainty has been some time since we last spoke, you must not remember. My name, is Igor. As for this place..." he extended a slender arm, gesturing around the room, "This, is the Velvet Room. A place that exists between dream, and reality, mind, and matter." He then gestured toward her. "Only those who have signed the contract can enter this place."

Suddenly she realized a paper was sticking out of the pocket of her hoodie. She took it out to examine it.

"So long as you have it, you shall always be welcome here, despite any absence."

"I...I don't understand. What am I doing here?" she asked.

The man named Igor nodded wisely. "You are here to hone your most unique gift, with both my help, and those whose bonds you are to form in the near future."

"My...gift?"

Igor's gaze intensified as he nodded once more. "As always, I only ask one thing of you in return. That you abide by the contract, and continue to take responsibility for the choices you make as you continue your journey. Now, as for our last piece of business..."

He reached into the pocket of his suit and pulled out an object akin to a train ticket.

"Hold onto this. It will allow you to come of your volition next time." With a flick of his wrist, the ticket drifted over to her, and she carefully grasped it in her hand. It's blue surface was a velvet coat to the touch.

"'Til we meet again." Igor said with a bow of his head.

And the world faded to white.

When she awoke, her grey furred wolfish canine companion was curled up beside her in the storage car of the train, stirring as she did when the train whistled and slowed to a stop.

"It was all a dream?" she wondered. Steadying onto her feet, she and the dog hid behind some boxes as the door opened. When the workers came in to unload, they quickly and quietly slipped past them, and stepped out around the platform.

The sun was rising over the town, yet storm clouds could be seen in the distance. An omen?

"So...This is...Inaba?"

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to be continued...

(I swear, not all my art is as bad as this turned out....kinda...maybe....sorta...................U>_>)