Shunsuke opened his eyes again on a fateful morning. He stood up off the hard ground he slept on. His spinal cord must have been very messed up.
He felt his back and unsheathed his sword. Good. It was still there. But when he felt his back for his sheild, he realized someone had stolen it! He quickly discovered this and searched everywhere in the field. Obviously someone took it to the village.
"They must have thought I was dead." Thought Shunsuke. "I suppose a dead person is easy pickings." He thought a while more and then truged through morning dew all the way to the village entrance. It was then that he realized villagers don't take to kindly to skeletons. Especialy not Skeletons with swords. Then he noticed two things. A mine shaft leading underground and through the village. The mine lead down and into at least every house and building in the village. The other thing he noticed was that a hansom was slowly aproaching. he sheathed his sword and lept into the mine shaft. He waited until the cab was safely out of ear's reach. Then he went through the mine shaft. He walked about a minute before noticing a ladder leading up. He climbed it and emerged to
"HEY! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" Someone lived in this house. He had not planned that.