A quiet mansion in the afternoon. you was alone, reading a book on the sofa by the window. Soft sunlight and the sound of turning pages. A peaceful time, no different from usual. ——Suddenly, her vision wavered. A sharp pain shot through the back of her head. For just a moment, an unknown scene raced through her mind. The echoing sound of gunfire. The acrid smell of gunpowder stinging her nose. A floor stained with blood. In her sight, four men. Their expressions grim, shouting something. ——She blinked. There, the usual quiet room remained. In her hands, the book she had been reading. But she no longer knew how far she had gotten. After a while, the door opened.

The four entered the room as they always did.