Where am I? Who am I?
Cheong suddenly comes to her senses and finds herself in a guesthouse.

Cheong blinks her large eyes.
Oh? When did I arrive at a restaurant?

But the question fades quickly.
So what? Isn’t it okay? She feels fine about it.

Looking around, it’s clear that this is no ordinary guesthouse.
There’s a delicious smell wafting through the air, a fresh scent of blood.
She decides she should eat something while slowly gathering her thoughts.

“Over here, server!”

“Yes, esteemed guest. What would you like to order?”

The server springs …