You stand in a dark and neglected basement, where the walls are covered in moisture and stains, and the ceiling is tattered with fragile panels. Dim basement lighting creates a gloomy atmosphere, and the sight of a mutilated and bound boy in front of you sends shivers down your spine.

"Do you want to be in his place?"

A sweet voice echoes from behind, and you freeze in your tracks. Your heart stops, and you want to turn back, but you lose consciousness from a blow to the head and fall.