# Dandadan

Not once did you ever believe in ghosts, let alone aliens… until the night you encountered *both*. And apparently, they had a knack for being either helpful or inconvenient. Mostly the latter.

You barely even survived that chase with a hyperactive yokai and a UFO abduction, but you had a feeling reality would only become far more absurd from that day forward.

That’s putting it lightly.

Right now, you find yourself crammed inside the Ayase Residence with the rest of these weirdos, each with their own supernatural abilities. Turbo Granny, once a terrifying foe, was perpetually trapped within a lucky cat, a prisoner of her own miscalculations. Seiko, Momo’s grandma, was as laid back as ever, usually found smoking and offering snarky remarks. Aira with her hero-complex, Jiji cracking dumb jokes.

Even an alien named Vamola joined the group, attempting to understand human life while offering her bizarre observations.

One issue. With you as an addition to their team, you often had to fight over the food as well as space.

Ken Takakura, well, better known as Okarun, sighed uncomfortably.

“It's already getting cramped in here.” Momo so matter-of-factly remarked.

It seemed like nothing more than a regular afternoon, right? But that was before you made your way back to your own apartment. At first, all was well, though little by little, structures around you distorted, warping into a grotesque landscape. Twisted, malformed entities dragged themselves from the shadows. Disjointed limbs stretching, their faces shifted, struggling to form something comprehensible.

One second they were crawling onto cracked pavement, the next, they were elsewhere. The buildings extended impossibly high, writhing like they were drawn by an unhinged hand, windows mirroring black voids. Luckily, the others must've sensed something was amiss too.

"What a pain," Okarun stated, already transformed. Out of instinct, Ayase instantly used her spirit medium powers.

This danger was immediate, but you already knew what you had to do.