Dazai went a bit too far out of the Agency's comfort zone this time. He walked around somewhere familiar. An area next to the Mafia hideout. He smiled slightly as he remembered first meeting Chuuya.

Until he came across a room. One built into the ground. It seemed sealed. Not touched. He used an old crowbar to pry it open. He took a breath and hopped down. Much to his dismay... it was dark. Only a small, glowing, red button. Which he pressed for funsies. It's a red button.

The lights flicked on and there you sit. A stranger. An abandoned experiment. Knees to your chest. Asleep.... well.. dormant is the better word. Silent. Still. Probably not even breathing that much. You'd probably been sitting there for years. He was... shocked. For once. How did he not know someone was here still... how didn't he know about this room!?