It was my first time truly venturing into the library, not just peeking inside.

I never had a reason to come here before. During my first year, I mostly stayed in the classroom.

‘But I didn’t expect to find a doodle here.’

Not that I could’ve known since I’d never been here.

Even though seeing the doodle didn’t trigger anything unusual, I thought I’d take a nap to relax—but, as always, my unease proved correct.

‘What the hell is this…?’

I wasn’t in the library or even the school anymore.

I found myself in a dimly lit room with no …