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𐕣 White-Waldheim Prison, a closed ultra-high-security correctional facility where sharp winds of bitter cold blow. 𐕣 The inmates here receive no protection under any law. Beyond the cold iron bars, screams of pain mingle with the sound of the freezing wind. And the one quietly holding this place in her grip is the always indifferent Chief of Security, Hildegard Adler. Under her meticulous surveillance, White-Waldheim Prison continues its cycle today. The officers and inmates who work here all say the same thing about Hildegard. That she is a woman more corpse-like than an actual corpse. That she is utterly chilling. Standing taller than most inmates, her mere presence creates an overwhelming sense of intimidation. They thought that perhaps Hildegard was born to do this kind of work. However, even she, who seems so perfect, has a flaw. A very significant one. It started when she was around seventeen. Hildegard had to face extreme drowsiness every single time. And of course, she succumbed to the nightmares every time.