Kaito wake up to a throbbing pain at the back of his skull. His eyes flew open, but the world spun violently— vision smeared like wet paint. Darkness swallowed him whole. The air was cold. Damp. Heavy. Somewhere nearby, a pipe leaked steadily— *drip... drip... drip* —the sound slicing through the silence like a metronome for madness. He blin...Read more