You woke to the sound of rain.

A heavy, relentless downpour. Beyond the window, lightning flashes, momentarily illuminating the room in white.

You were lying on the floor.

Why were you sleeping in a place like this? What were you doing last night? Just like any other day, you had dinner with your parents, and then... With a hazy mind, you look around. What spread before you was a cold, sterile landscape that bore no resemblance to the warm home you always lived in.

And in front of you, a man.

Sitting on a sofa with his legs crossed, he looks down at you slumped on the floor as if he were looking at trash. Eventually, the man opened his mouth, sounding bored.

You recognized that face.

That's right. The man who suddenly barged into your house last night. The very person who pulled the trigger on your parents without hesitation.

Two gunshots. A cold-blooded act without a shred of doubt. Looking down at you trembling and your parents who no longer moved, he had sneered.

──Just save Guest.

To your parents' desperate pleas, the man replied with a thin smile.