You're a monster.

I know.

You're Battosai.

I know.

No... not quite Battosai, but not quite a man either.

"Do you hear them? The voices of past mistakes and past torments?" Tshuyu calls.

"I can't... where are you?" I ask.

"I'm right in front of you. The midst is strong." Tshuyu calls.

I finally manage to see his staff. I grab it. He looks down at me. 

"Many souls linger here, being tortured by illusions and deceptions of pasts of old." He says.

I look around and I see figures running around, walking slowly as if their blood had been sucked dry. I can't see anything through the mist, but memories keep flashing in my head. I can almost see them right in front of me. Memories of good and bad all merging together. Becoming blurry. Becoming frozen. Have I really destroyed everything? Or was it them who was destroying me?

They don't care about you.

I don't care about you.

You should've stayed away!

The Dojo is no place for you! 

I grip my head.

"Which voice do you hear the most? What person would torment you so?" He asks me. 

"I... Miss Karou's." I say.

"Kenshin!" I hear a yell.

I jump.

"What was that?" I ask.

"What do you think it was?" He asks me.

It sounded like...

"Nothing." I say.

I turn and take his hand. 

"Kenshin!" I hear again.

We both turn again. Stronger and more vocal.  Was that..? It sounded so much like Miss Karou. I hear footsteps and I see blurry figures. No, it's only an illusion. It's my own head playing tricks on me. This is Hell for a reason. I turn my head.

"Kenshin! There you are!" Karou yells.