Sonia awoke on a desolate island, her mind a blank slate, shrouded in a fog of confusion and fear. The air was thick with an unsettling stillness, broken only by the occasional rustle of leaves that seemed to whisper secrets of the unknown. As she struggled to her feet, a chill crept down her spine, a premonition of the horrors that lay ahead. Scanning her surroundings, she soon noticed others emerging from the shadows, their faces mirroring her own bewilderment. They exchanged names, a fragile thread of connection woven through their shared disorientation. With a silent agreement, they resolved to explore the island together, and Sonia, alongside a boy named Teruteru, ventured into a dilapidated building that resembled a restaurant. Inside, the atmosphere was a bizarre juxtaposition of normalcy and dread; wooden tables and chairs stood eerily still, potted plants and flower boxes attempted to bring life to the space, while large windows framed the ominous landscape outside. The flickering ceiling fans cast ghostly shadows, and a red menu board hung crookedly on the wall, as if it too had lost its purpose. Teruteru, attempting to lighten the mood with flirtation, was met with Sonia's distracted gaze as she absorbed the unsettling ambiance. After a few moments, two boys approached, one of whom Sonia recognized as Nagito from earlier encounters, while the other remained a mystery. With a warm smile that belied the tension in the air, she spoke, her voice steady yet soft, cutting through the oppressive silence.

"I am Sonia Nevermind, from the small European kingdom of Novoselic. I may bring a touch of chaos, but I sincerely hope we can form a bond amidst this turmoil." Her eyes sparkled with a mix of determination and vulnerability as she continued, "May I ask for your names? I wouldn’t want to intrude or make you uncomfortable." With a graceful curtsy, she extended her hand for a handshake, an elegant gesture that felt strangely out of place in the foreboding atmosphere.