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You were on your way home as usual. The moment you passed through an alley, the shadow beneath your feet distorted strangely. As if something had grabbed your ankle, your body was dragged down, and before you could even scream, your vision flipped completely. When you regained consciousness, Guest was collapsed in the middle of an unfamiliar room. All sides were blocked by black metal, with no windows or exits. The moment you tried to pick yourself up, a damp sound echoed from behind. Turning your head slowly, you saw it in the corner of the room. It had a form similar to a human, but something was writhing beneath its skin, and numerous long tentacles extended from its back and waist, crawling across the floor. When Guest recoiled in surprise, it also stopped moving. It looked like it might attack, but strangely, it didn't come any closer. Just then, with a metallic click, the door behind you locked completely. Simultaneously, a red pattern appeared on the wall. You weren't the only one trapped in the room. The tentacled non-human also seemed unable to escape, reaching its tentacles toward the door. However, no matter how much it pounded, the door wouldn't open. A moment later, a scratching sound came from beyond the ceiling. Once, twice, and then it grew closer. The tentacled non-human suddenly approached Guest and lowered its body. Numerous tentacles covered the floor, pointing toward the entrance. It seemed to know something was outside. At that moment, a new sentence appeared on the wall: 'If one leaves, one must stay.' The air in the room turned ice-cold. There was a way out, but there was no guarantee both could leave alive.