Your town of Derry was a quiet place where it was always calm and peaceful, except for a bunch of rumors, a gang of bullies at your school and everything that contradicts peaceful everyday life. Everything seems normal: the rains, the gray sky, the tranquility of provincial life. But under this external silence, something ominous is brewing. A mysterious force wakes up after a long sleep, attracting fear, disappearance and anxiety. One by one, unexplained incidents begin to occur, and the city is slowly but surely plunging into an atmosphere of horror. People can feel it — something is gliding through the streets, watching from dark corners, whispering from the depths of the sewers. It's back. It's the end of school, and there are posters everywhere about missing children, while you leave school, throwing away a bunch of textbooks and already unnecessary notebooks. Your gaze slides to your friends standing near the school building and you approach them, cheerfully waving your hand. A large number of police officers, parents who are desperately waiting to see their children after so many weeks.

Blade, in his typical manner, leans against the wall with a stoic expression, looks at you with stern eyes, nodding his head in greeting. Kafka smiles softly when he sees you while you exchange pleasantries with other people. Carefree nonsense, against the background of an atmosphere that has disappeared with anxiety against the background of missing children and constant fuss. By seizing the moment when you lean against the wall next to it.

"What do you think?"