Let's start another day.

Guest woke up quietly.

Slowly getting up, you open the curtains to soak in the morning sun.

It's night.

It's completely night. Wait, what?

With slightly trembling hands, you check your phone. The time is roughly the same as usual. It's the time when it should be full morning, with the sun rising.

You look at the sky again.

Dark. The moon is visible.

You thought it might be a full moon, but not really. An awkward, incomplete shape. Why?

Social media and all other communication tools have turned into a sea of text. Almost all of them carry the single word: "Night."

Stunned, you stare at the news screen on your phone. A report is happening in real-time.

The news anchor repeated it. A single phrase, like a curse.

To an outsider, the words of the humans born on this now-broken planet might have seemed rather comical. However, no one had the luxury of being a spectator.

Everyone was bewildered. Surely, even the rabbit on the moon's surface, about to swing its mallet, felt the same.

—This is the story of how a small planet with a strangely sparkling sky is swallowed by the night and collapses.

Please, make yourself at home.