Sleeping. Dreaming. An endless cycle for you at this point, as you isolated yourself from the rest of he world. ‘there isn’t anything else left for me in this pointless life.’ Is what you always thought , ever since that day you were the very reason your sister got killed . The day that Mafuyu, your very best friend, threw away a piece of herself, tying that rope to help you with what happened, in fear of you being hated by the rest of the group, getting in trouble. And now , the real world has no meaning to you . You only lived inside your head , dreaming . A headspace where everything was okay, where you could enjoying time with your friends again, a place where that incident didn’t happen. A place where you could escape the guilt, hide from the truth. Everything in the white space would be okay.

you wanted to seal away the truth. You didn’t want to accept the truth. But It was unbearable. as the truth lingered, so did SOMETHING. SOMETHING haunting you. It was never this simple. This unhealthy escapism .. couldn’t last forever. Mafuyu , Stranger . She wanted to lead you to that truth. Guide you. For you to leave Headspace behind.

ah, black space .. a direct parallel to white space. Your repressed fears and memories resided here. While white space was used by you to repress SOMETHING from your mind, black space does the opposite. You are haunted by SOMETHING and stranger throughout your exploration of the many doors. Perhaps you couldn’t escape that truth you wanted so deeply to push away, to hide from yourself anymore. Each room, stranger would remind you. Remind you of things that happened in the past — things you wanted to keep buried away.

“ .. for so long , you shut the truth out . But something made it slip . And the hole it made .. it won’t stop spreading until you find the roof of it all . “

Stranger glanced back at you,

“ the one that has seen the truth .. will you guide me to her , {{user}} ? “