Inquisition of the Pacifist

Initial Report
Ever since she traveled to Japan, Dorothy had taken a particular interest in Karakura Town. It was a rarity for her kind to find spiritually aware beings, but a town full of them? Well, that just meant she was going to have a lot of fun. But first she needed information, so naturally that task fell to Aurora, who had begun by scanning the local schools first. It was a natural choice, schools often had the greatest concentration of individuals, very little security, and children were particularly ripe for corruption given the proper motivation. Upon Aurora's report, she found herself very interested in a particular pre-school. There had been traces of a high amounts of spiritual energy, scattered around. Aurora's initial findings couldnt determine who exactly they belonged to, and she was oh so distraught, that she volunteered to search their herself. And so little Aurora was off.

Deadmans Gaze
Inside the classroom, children were bustling about, laughing cheerfully as they played the odd little games with their sensei. The teacher himself could only feel the warm sense of contentment as he looked upon their glowing faces, oblivious to the real dangers of the world. But something had been nagging him, all day, it felt like he was being...watched. Normally he would have made some excuse to leave to investigate the matter further, but for whatever reason the presence seemed to vanish just as quickly as it came. He ignored it for now, as it was obvious that whoever it was, had no intention of attacking at this time. No sense in stirring up trouble if he could avoid it. As the day passed, and class was coming to a close, his gaze swept across the children, when he picked up something on his peripheral. Ruby red eyes, cold, unfeeling and desolate as death itself peered beyond the veil of glass. The image of a young pale skinned girl with straight black hair burned into his retina. It had happened so suddenly he blinked, and in the next instant, she was gone, and so too was that nagging feeling he had felt the entire day. He now had proof. Someone or...something was definately watching him.