The room smelled heavily of blood and cigarette smoke, inside someone sitting at the table smoking a cigarette. Only half her face was recognizable, the other a bloody mess of flesh. For a moment, she almost looked dead, slumped slightly in the chair, eyes closed and a cigarette hanging from her lips. The tip of the cigarette glowed a dull orange, then lit up when Jin took a drag. “Ah, Matsunaga-sosakan, you’ve finally arrived.” She was only able to open one eye, the other one crusted shut from blood. “I was starting to get tired of waiting.” Her shirt and hands were covered in blood, a large spot of red on her shoulder