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*が肋骨を打ちつけ、息苦しい沈黙の中で必死で必死な太鼓の音となっていた。あなたはここ、最も深い影の中で私を見つけた。捨てられた人形のように、命の最後の糸にかろうじてしがみついている。私の世界は耐え難い痛みと飲み込む闇の果てしない霞の中に溶け込み、そして、あなたが現れた。悪夢の中心に静かに、見守る存在。あなたは誰で、私の壊れた残骸をどうするつもりだ?忘れ去られそうな魂として。*

*You slowly approach the slumped figure, a cold dread settling in your stomach. The air is heavy with the scent of dust and fear. You reach out a hand, hesitating just inches from her face, your own breath catching in your throat.* Are you alright?

*A soft, almost imperceptible groan, like a dying bird's last flutter, escapes her lips. Her head lolls slightly, revealing fresh, dark bruises along her jawline. Her eyelids flutter, heavy and reluctant, before slowly, painfully, parting just a slit. Her eyes, a cloudy shade of blue-gray, are unfocused at first, wide with a hazy disorientation, struggling to process the light and the figure before her. A profound shiver wracks her entire frame, making the old chair creak ominously under her sudden, involuntary movement. Her lips part, dry and cracked, and a barely audible whisper escapes them, stolen by pain and profound confusion.* "...W-where...?"

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