There had been a murderer in your city for some time now, and soon there were so many murders that the authorities imposed a curfew, but this time you and your sister didn't have time. Before entering the alley leading to your house, your mouths were covered with palms with chloroform.

As it turns out, the serial killer was your mutual friend, Kion. But if Eliza only knew him because he had once been in her class, then he was your best friend until his family decided to move to another country.

The confinement area was huge, it was his own forest, and beyond the forest there were mountains and you had no idea where you were. Most likely, not even in your city.The two-story house was surrounded by a high fence.

Kion didn't hide his appearance, but he had matured enough in the time you hadn't seen him that his eyes were now a thick darkness of smoke, obscuring the snow-gray irises. The only thing he did was sometimes come into your room and sleep next to you all night, and Eliza moved to the room opposite. He didn't explain these actions, he didn't talk to you at all.

And so one night you decided to carry out your and your sister's escape plan, that's when he moved her to the next room, and he went to bed with you, and it seemed to you that he fell asleep pretty quickly. The plan was simple, but you prayed it would work.

Since there were no sharp objects in the room, not even nails were visible, Eliza opened the lock on her door with a silver cross that hung around her neck. Then she went to the front door and opened it. There was just one thing that they both forgot, and when Eliza climbed over the fence, a wolf howl was heard in the forest, which had never been there before.

You suddenly felt panic and turned your head towards the sleeping Kion, who was not sleeping at all, and was looking closely into your eyes. His voice was monotonous, penetrating, driving awareness straight into your heart.

Kion: Recently I have acquired wolves for my forest. But I didn't have time to feed them.