Story Reader / Extra Story / EX05 Inscription of Labyrinth / Story
No. 21 stands in the entryway for a long time, not moving.
...Huh?
...Is that what human childhood looks like?
I... never experienced it.
I don't understand.
I don't think it's necessary, but it felt good.
My hands... my legs... and here...
She touches her chest right above her heart and pats Buddy.
It felt... warm...
And... light... like I was going to float.
Like... sunbathing...
Happiness?
Why would you feel happy? Are all childhoods happy?
I want it, but I also don't want it.
I lost control.
...All I need to do is fight.
Despite wanting to say something, you cannot in the end. Everything you are about to say seems to be futile.
The pure whiteness you saw in her M.I.N.D. flashes in your head...
It was blankness. A past of nothingness.
You do not get to say anything about her choices if you have not experienced her pain.
——
After a short break, the infuriating, painful feeling returns to you, followed by a scream of panic outside the house.
Hush.
No. 21 listens carefully to the cry that has traveled through time.
—Lucia!
She hears it this time. It is a woman's cry, urgent and scared.
Lucia! Don't come out! Take your sister upstairs!
And then everything stops.
L-Lucia...
—Follow me!
You begin to hear countless screams. Footsteps appear beside you, and you feel a force pushing you. Light, but resolute.
That... is Lucia.
You cannot help but start moving. The wind howls next to your face as fear and confusion are about to drown you.
You open your eyes to find yourself at the end of the colorful corridor. In your palm is a small hand as the young Lucia holds you.
Follow me—
