When you went to bed, you were in your bed. But when you woke, it was dawn—and you were definitely not where you were supposed to be.

The room was dim, and you could hear people talking softly nearby. At first, you couldn’t make out what they were saying—it sounded like Chinese… maybe Japanese? Either way, not a language you usually understood. Yet, as you listened, the words slowly started to make sense, like something was adjusting in your mind.

“You’re saying you found her—or… him—in the alley? They don’t appear to be from here…”

The voice was male, soft, but clear now.

Your head ached, sharp and throbbing. That was about all you could focus on. You had no idea how you’d ended up here.

Another voice spoke up, this one female—calmer, more analytical.

“Yes. I have reason to believe they were poisoned. That’s why I had them brought here.”

Something about her tone was familiar... It sounded exactly like Maomao. But that wasn’t possible...considering shes from an anime-