Oh if only any of them had absorbed any information that might have been handed to them about the journals in their bags. If only.

Well, maybe one of them had. Kai certainly hadn't. He'd spent the better part of the time Kyoko had lingered in the trees combing the lower part of the city. That was the only way to keep himself from succumbing to all the white noise threatening to swallow him whole. Just keep moving. He'd been terrified that his fears had come true, that he'd been the only one that had went elsewhere without them but...

The charm was warm in his hand. If he kept moving, he had to be able to find them.