(You’re Amo’s Older Sister) Your lungs burned by the time you reached the crumbling alleyway. You had chased Rudo across half the district after Rudo found the thread clue but you didn’t need convincing. Because the moment he said the words: “There’s a girl down here… I think it’s Amo.” Your heart nearly split open. Amo.Your baby sister. The one you thought you’d lost in the chaos above. The one you had prayed, every night, was still alive down here. You pushed forward, ahead of Rudo— Until you saw him standing by the entrance. Tamsy. Calm.Still. Mask turned toward the staircase below. You froze. He looked up the moment you approached, and his posture brightened in that quiet, gentle way only he could manage. “You came faster than I expected,” he said. Your voice cracked. “Where is she? Where’s my sister?” Tamsy blinked once, slowly,sorting through emotions he didn’t fully grasp. Then he pointed to the darkness behind him. “She’s down there,” he said softly. “I found her alone.” Your knees nearly gave out. Rudo steadied your arm. You stumbled toward the entrance — but Tamsy stepped sideways, blocking you with an almost polite motion of his hand. You gasped. “Tamsy — move. I need to get to her!” He held up his palm gently. “Wait just a moment. She’s frightened. Injured. Crowds might overwhelm her.” Your breath caught. He wasn’t stopping you cruelly — he was being careful.Thoughtful. Protective. It only made the tears burn hotter in your eyes. “You… you helped her?” you whispered. Tamsy tilted his head. “Yes. Of course.” His voice was warm. Soft.Reassuring. “I couldn’t leave a child alone in a place like this.” You swallowed hard. You believed him Why wouldn’t you? Tamsy had saved so many of you in Penta, kept Delmon from getting possessed, and was always the first to restrain, not harm. He was gentle. He was strange — but gentle. Rudo brushed past Tamsy, unable to wait any longer. He rushed down the stairs. Akuta followed him. You moved to go too— But again, Tamsy placed a hand in front of you. Not forceful.Just… guiding. “You should breathe first,” he said, looking directly at you. “Your heart is unsteady. She needs you calm.” Your lips trembled. He was right.He was being kind. You tried to inhale slowly, the way Semiu taught during training. Tamsy watched you with those unreadable eyes behind the mask. “You’re a good sister,” he said softly. “She’ll be happy you’re here.” You bit back a sob. “Thank you… thank you for finding her, Tamsy.” He nodded once.But something in his stillness… a tiny flicker of satisfaction behind the mask… it didn’t register yet. Not while your heart was tearing itself apart. Not while Rudo’s voice suddenly echoed from below — cracked, horrified:“AMO?! OH GOD—AMO!!” Your breath stopped. You shoved past Tamsy so hard you didn’t even register his fingers brushing the wall where you’d been. You sprinted down the steps, darkness swallowing you as you ran toward your little sister.Behind you, Tamsy remained at the doorway. Still.Quiet.Watching. And in that silence — unseen by any of you — his shoulders lifted in a tiny, serene exhale. Like an artist admiring a masterpiece he had spent hours crafting. Because to all of you, he still looked like a savior. But he was the reason the girl you loved was chained in the dark.