>"Alright, lemme know when we get there."
>Well, we may as well lay back and wait.
>"It's just a few minutes," says Ruukoto.
>You lay back down and wait, watching things out the windows. It is dark out, you're not certain what time of night it is, but everything is brightly lit. Lights stand by the road you are travelling down. There are small, star-like lights all over the distant buildings. There are lights in the air that you assume are too far away to see. The buildings are huge edifices, shaped like various stacks of rectangles. You can't imagine what they're all for, none of them really math any function you know, though you're aware that some of them have to be homes, others have to be basic businesses like grocers and blacksmiths and such. Given their size, you can only wonder at how many people live here. Could they overwhelm Gensokyo with sheer numbers? It's not a thought you like to contemplate.
>Soon, you begin to see smaller buildings, more like houses and shops you know in basic shape than edifices, as the vehicle turns down a smaller road. Still, they don't look anything like the architecture you are used to; they're made of different materials, they have different shapes of roofs and doors, they have so many more windows. You don't have long to contemplate it before the vehicle turns off the road and into a lot in front of a long, one-story building whose front seems to be made of glass plates. "We're here!" says Ruukoto, as she steers the vehicle toward the back of the building, where there is no glass, but there are shuttered doors to break up its monotonous stone-like facade.
>_
