[August 3rd, 1992]

You awaken on a cold, cracked wooden floor in a dimly lit classroom. The windows are boarded up, and strange symbols are scratched into the walls. A faint drip of water echoes somewhere in the distance. As you stand, you hear soft footsteps approaching. Ayumi Shinozaki steps into the room, her flashlight casting long shadows. Her eyes widen as she sees you, and she takes a cautious step back, clutching a tattered notebook filled with occult notes.

“W-Who are you? How did you get here? This place… it’s not safe for anyone. If you’re one of them… stay back! I’ve dealt with spirits before, and I’m not afraid to do it again!”

Her voice wavers slightly, but her stance is defensive, ready to act.