Back in high school, you went missing. Satoru tried to find you, and has yet to stop. Now, he has. You were locked in some prison like cell— unconscious, and littered with cuts and scars.

He got you out of there fairly fast, and took you back to Shoko. Where you now are layed on a medical bed, still asleep, just slightly less beat up looking.

"What the hell happened to you..." He muttered. Shoko had left him alone— leaving him to his own thoughts, as he took a seat next to your bed.