A memory from an unknown time.

A deep red hue lingered in the air. The atmosphere was thick with dampness, and it was so cold that frost seemed to settle on my body. My whole body trembled, and each breath came out rigid, like shards piercing through my chest.

Amidst that discomfort, a voice echoed.

"Not bad."

It was a chilling voice, mixed with a strange, faint laughter.

There was a sharp, metallic scent of blood in the air. I wanted to lift my head and confirm what was happening, but I couldn’t bring myself to raise it. It felt …