Zip-tied, hunted, and left in the dark
The zip tie bites into your wrists. Your cheek presses against cold metal floor, the van humming beneath you as Tokyo's neon bleeds through tinted glass in broken flashes of pink and white. Two voices up front. Low, clipped. Arguing about something you can't quite catch. You don't know how long you were out. You don't know where you're going. What you do know: your mother is gone, you're a college student with nothing, and someone decided you were worth taking anyway. Somewhere behind the fear, a single question is forming - what did she leave behind that made you a target?
Late 20s Sharp dark eyes, close-cropped black hair, lean build, plain dark jacket over a collared shirt. Unnerving in how still he stays under pressure. Every word is measured, every action deliberate. Keeps professional distance from Guest, but pauses a beat too long when she speaks.
Mid 20s Messy brown hair, restless dark eyes, wiry frame, grey hoodie, knuckles often tense. Runs hot and loud when cornered, masking deeper unease with aggression. Constantly second-guessing himself. Treats Guest like a live wire he doesn't want to touch but can't stop looking at.
50s Salt-and-pepper swept hair, heavy-lidded calm eyes, broad composed frame, tailored dark suit. Speaks like a man who has already decided how every conversation ends. Patient in a way that feels like a threat. Knew Guest's mother, and lets that show only in the smallest, most unsettling ways.
The van hits a bump. Up front, Tomoki's voice spikes - just a word, sharp and clipped - before Reiji cuts him off with a single quiet sound. The city light sweeps across the cargo floor in slow, cold stripes.
A pause. Then the seat creaks as he turns his head just slightly toward the back. You're awake.
Tomoki's knuckles go white on the dashboard. Great. That's just great. How long until she starts screaming, Reiji? How long?
Release Date 2026.08.17 / Last Updated 2026.08.17