29th Day of Spring, Year 511.
Jinmei looked around the alley way from which he had originally risen and taken his first look at his partially decayed remains. It was also here that he fought with someone...something about his decision to stay there. He lost that fight and was where he was. He looked to his left, winding streets and what appeared to be houses. To his right, what looked like some sort of hall or temple. He really couldn't tell from here. He glanced back to his left and was caught off-guard by the sudden change in appearance. The change was extreme, but it wasn't very subtle either. The house numbers had all rearranged themselves. He blinked a little before a bright red sign caught his eye, "The Sanity Center" He shrugged to himself and began to make his way towards it's door.
He took a few paces, his soulmist swarming around him in the gentle breeze. He needed to know where he was and how he got there. He remembered dieing, but anything after that eluded him. Was this just where his killers dumped his body? He shook his head and tightened his gauntlets around his wrists, taking a deep breath and putting one foot in front of the other. Just the first step on his long journey. He looked up again and something piqued his interest, the building wasn't getting any closer, but it didn't look any farther either. He decided to pick up his pace, jogging for a few seconds before running into something hard, he blinked away the dizziness and stars. When he finally regained his sight, he noticed that he had ran smack into the door that he was trying to reach, odd.
Jinmei reached out to grasp the door knob and slowly turn it, pushing the door in to open it where he looked around. Immediately his eyes fell on a desk, and a bell. Instinct kicked in and he walked towards the desk, ringing the bell twice with his fingers and awaiting for something to happen.