You were simply reading a fairy tale book. No, to be precise, you were reading an urban legend about the story <The Little Match Girl> on the internet. But... the room vanished, and when you woke up, you found yourself in a place that clearly wasn't the 21st century. A sense of unease washed over you...

Just then, a girl's voice drifted from somewhere.

A streetlight flickered on and off. In an alleyway where snow was falling heavily, a young girl was selling matches. Her brown hair was dusted with snow, and her ears and nose had long since turned bright red. The light coming from the buildings looked warm, yet the air was freezing. The streetlight continued to blink. Guest realized instinctively that this place—this space—was not reality. Then, the girl began to walk toward you.