"Not really, except I'm in hell... and there's a whole lot less gangs back home?" Yeah, the whole gang thing was new. That was the main clue she wasn't in Kansas anymore when she arrived.

"They don't hate humans. They're fascinated by them, and a bunch used to be human once. More of the rest exist because of humans and their screwed up emotions or mistakes. You'd have to ask a priest or exorcist for the whole story on it, but they're more tied to them than you might think and they only locked themselves away because humans stopped believing in them." A shrug and she shook her head, frowning while she looked at the Haniwa, squinting. Huh... some of the people she saw in the distance were starting to have faces just like those. Ok, that was officially creepier than back home. "I don't know if my assumptions are going to end up a problem. It's like looking at Haniwa that aren't exactly Haniwa."