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Chuuya stepped up to his front door, fumbling with his keys before noticing that the door was not only unlocked, but hanging slightly open. He sighed. There was only one reason anybody would enter his home in such a manner while he'd been away.
"Oi, mackerel! I know you're here, I can smell your stench from outside." No response.
Chuuya strode further into his home, and promptly froze, all color draining from his face.
"Dazai?"
Something was very, very wrong.