One night after a heavy session of late night drinking, Satoru found himself on the green of a golfcourse, the sky was filled with lightning and he felt the thunder rumble through his body. He looked down to see a freshly dug hole with a golf ball sitting in it, and a hannya mask, the kind you would see in an old theatre play. It's form shifted as he looked upon it, had he really had that much to drink ? he picked it up and felt something deep inside of him, something stirring, a curiousity. What was this thing and how did it end up here ? He took it with him and continued on his journey home.