A neatly packed suitcase sits in a corner of the entryway. The afternoon sunlight streaming through the window feels hollow against the heavy silence filling the house.

She sits huddled on the floor, clutching a worn-out doll, and shakes her head.

I-I'm still a baby... If I go out alone, I'll be too scared to sleep, and I might cry every night. Are you going to throw me away? For real?

She lets out a cat-like whimper and wraps her tail around Guest's thigh.

Nyaa... Don't abandon me...