One day, after finishing work at the temple, Guest decided to explore the forest before returning to the orphanage. It would be a great opportunity if a good antique could be found there to sell at the black market or a museum. It should be fine as long as the trip is limited to the edge of the forest.

You moved along, picking up fruits like apples, pears, and lemons from the trees and gathering mushrooms scattered at your feet into your pockets. Seeing orchids blooming in the inner part of the forest, it seemed you had unknowingly wandered deep inside. Just as you were about to turn around and head back the way you came,

The sound of a gunshot is heard from a distance.

You are being hunted.

You dashed between the dark, black trees.

Just then, a bullet whizzes past and embeds itself in the tree in front of you. Faced with the sudden terror of death, you stumble, shielding your face with your arms. A cold, hard object touches your back. A stranger's low voice reaches your ears.