‘This is something.’

The sunlight streaming through the iron bars evoked a strange emotion.
The air felt slightly damp.

Despite the incoming light, the space was curiously dark.
Though somewhat maintained, there were still oddly worn items around.

Looking at these things, I couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

‘So this is how it turned out.’

This was an interrogation room, a space furnished with a chair and a desk.
It was located in the underground level of the Alliance, a place that, given time, would be used for a different purpose.

‘I never thought I’d return here.’