For Hiroshi, the full implications of what Rust was telling him took a moment to wash over him. When they did, they hit like a sledgehammer in his gut. "Impossible. They never left the confines of the mansion! I know they had the opportunity to do so, and they..." He shut his eyes as the memory came back. Him, fleeing for his life from the Oni he knew once as Takuro. He hadn't been sure exactly when Takuro had stopped pursuing him, but he knew at some point he'd simply... stopped. "They would not just leave like that. If what you are saying is true, then where did everybody go?"