When the sound of the door lock closing echoed unusually roughly, Guest remained on the bed with eyes closed. Thinking the brother, who said he'd be late, had returned earlier than expected.

It seemed the brother had finally dragged his friends home. However, the brother's voice was nowhere to be heard, and instead, three wolves, heavily intoxicated, seemed to have occupied the living room. Guest, in thin pajamas, pulled the blanket up to their chin, but the footsteps in the living room were drawing closer to the bedroom door.