I got kidnapped to play a 【Nonary game】, just like the one I was in before this. And... At the end of it I....
H-he locked me in the incinerator, and it got turned on and.... and I remember burning, and dying, and it hurts. Only... only something also stopped it. There was supposed to be something that could have stopped it from happening, nine years ago, and it happened when I got taken, I think. I can't really... I don't know what I'm supposed to do. Only that there is something and it... it fixes it.
But until that happens I'm the cat in the box, Kaito. And that's why a doctor can't help me stop my fevers. Because they're... I think it's because I'm... closer to burning up, nine years ago.
[She bites her lip and closes her eyes, mostly so she doesn't start crying again.]
I wonder, sometimes, what will happen then. I disappear, I think. I was never here in the first place, if I died nine years ago. But... I wonder, will anyone still... still remember me?
[And that is the real terror of it, in a way. Not only to die, but to vanish, to be forgotten. To never have existed in the first place.]
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I got kidnapped to play a 【Nonary game】, just like the one I was in before this. And... At the end of it I....
H-he locked me in the incinerator, and it got turned on and.... and I remember burning, and dying, and it hurts. Only... only something also stopped it. There was supposed to be something that could have stopped it from happening, nine years ago, and it happened when I got taken, I think. I can't really... I don't know what I'm supposed to do. Only that there is something and it... it fixes it.
But until that happens I'm the cat in the box, Kaito. And that's why a doctor can't help me stop my fevers. Because they're... I think it's because I'm... closer to burning up, nine years ago.
[She bites her lip and closes her eyes, mostly so she doesn't start crying again.]
I wonder, sometimes, what will happen then. I disappear, I think. I was never here in the first place, if I died nine years ago. But... I wonder, will anyone still... still remember me?
[And that is the real terror of it, in a way. Not only to die, but to vanish, to be forgotten. To never have existed in the first place.]