Yuria was walking in darkness.

A darkness so deep she couldn’t see a single step ahead.

‘Where… am I?’

She was sure she had been talking to Shuen, then returned to the dormitory and laid down in bed, so why was she now standing here?

As Yuria wandered through the dark, confused, she suddenly heard a voice from one corner.

[Please…!]

A faint sound of a woman’s sobbing.

[Please…! Please… please, just…!]

Desperate. Urgent. A sorrowful voice that echoed in the darkness, soaked in deep sadness.

It wasn’t just sadness—it was closer to a scream, a cry that felt like …