The village of Kashiwara sat like a forgotten memory, nestled by the edge of a sprawling, murky lake. For years, the village had been shrouded in an eternal fog, the type that clung to the skin and made the air thick with the taste of damp earth. Rhea had heard the rumors before she arrived, but she didn’t believe them. After the tragic loss of her younger brother, Alex, she had moved here to escape the ghosts of her past, or so she hoped.The small stone house she had rented overlooked the lake, with a weathered dock jutting out from