Me and Kira are kidnapped. However, that doesn’t stop her from immediately snapping at me. “Why did you kill her!?”

“Because she was hunting what you needed.”

“You didn’t have to go and kill for it!” Kira underestimates the situation once again. She knows well that this is a kill or be killed universe, yet she still feels guilt about it.

“I know you’ve done far worse, Ki.”

“I… it was an accident and you know that!”

“How do you ‘accidentally’ torture someone? And then hang them?”

She shushes me. Footsteps. The mastermind of this kidnapping must be coming.

The room is lit with a lightbulb hanging by a thread that looks like it could be shattered with a single touch. The wood on the floor looks old and is likely squeaky, alerting Kira that the kidnapper was coming. It smells like smoke in here, perhaps the kidnapper tried to burn us alive and failed. And of course, the two of us are tied to chairs. I could easily free myself, but I can’t leave Kira behind or I would never hear the end of it.

The door creaks open…

“Preslie. Such a pleasant surprise.” She really isn’t, but I have to watch my mouth around her.

“What— what do you want from us two? We’re just two normal frienemies! There’s nothing we have that you could want!”

She doesn’t speak. Of course. She’s never revealed her voice to anyone, and I assume she would only do that if said person were to die the moment after. She’s biding her time.

And I need more time.

Preslie opens her mouth to say something, but doesn’t say it, like it would be a crime to. She’s planning something… and Kira is definitely going to fall for it, like the idiot she is. I need to examine the room more carefully.

After a little look with my eyes, I see a compartment labeled “Bombs — Will Explode at 8:59 PM”. And the time?

Holy shit.

The clock says 8:59 PM.

Something happens… and my eyes go dark… what’s going on?

What’s… going… on?