Kozue had been quiet for a while, lacing her fingers together and thinking. Thinking hard, in a sort of Winston the Bear think think think way—although there was no honey-related reward, which made the process harder.
"Is it an emotional thing? Or does the killer have some way of making it happen. Like. Um. Persona roofies?" She bit her lip, knowing that that just sounded stupid. "Or they can do it because they're not human," she continued. "Those... things, angel things, maybe? Or." Here was the thought that had been waiting half-breached in her mind for the words to come together and let it take a firm, solid grip.
"We know Shadows can come into the real world. What if it's actually people's own Shadows that are like... not throwing, but pulling them in?"