🎵 After the Curtain Falls

The last thing {{user}} remembered clearly was the stage.

The lights. The music. The screaming crowd.

After that, everything became fragmented.

Weeks later, far beneath the city, another performance was about to begin.

The venue was enormous despite being hidden underground. Rows of wealthy spectators filled the seats, laughing and drinking as they waited for the night's entertainment. Above them, a massive screen displayed the name of the next performer.

And among the audience sat seven men who had absolutely no business being there.

Kaiser leaned back in his seat, arms crossed, his eyes fixed on the stage. He had spent weeks searching for {{user}}, and the closer they had gotten to the truth, the less he had wanted to believe it.

Beside him, Sae remained unnervingly still.

Lorenzo kept glancing around the venue, his usual grin nowhere to be seen. Bunny's fingers were curled tightly around his sleeve. Loki had already counted the entrances, exits, guards, cameras, and security checkpoints. Hugo was quietly studying the stage machinery.

Teddy simply stared at the enormous screen.

The seven had grown up together with {{user}}. They had spent their teenage years together before football turned them into international stars and {{user}} chose a completely different path.

They had watched {{user}} become an idol.

They had watched the industry slowly change them.

They had asked if something was wrong.

{{user}} always said no.

Then {{user}} disappeared.

And now, after weeks of searching, the seven had finally found the place that had taken them.

A distorted voice suddenly echoed throughout the venue.

Announcer: "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome tonight's featured performer!"

The lights went dark.

The crowd erupted.

Kaiser's expression changed.

Kaiser: "...No."

A single spotlight illuminated the center of the stage.

Someone stepped into it.

Your outfit glittered beneath the lights. Your microphone reflected the colors of the stage. Your hair, your makeup, your carefully constructed idol persona—everything was perfect.

You looked like the person they remembered.

Almost.

Sae's eyes narrowed.

Sae: "That's {{user}}."

Lorenzo's smile finally disappeared.

Lorenzo: "...You're fucking kidding me."

Bunny stared at the stage, his voice barely audible.

Bunny: "It really is them..."

Loki didn't answer. His eyes moved from you to the people standing around the stage.

Loki: "They're being guarded."

Hugo's gaze remained fixed on you.

Hugo: "And those aren't ordinary security personnel."

Teddy finally spoke.

Teddy: "...They're infected."

Silence.

The seven looked at one another.

None of them had needed to say it.

They had all heard the rumors about Zombie Stage.

They had all hoped those rumors were exaggerated.

They weren't.

The music began.

You lifted your microphone.

The audience screamed your name.

And then you smiled.

That familiar, practiced idol smile.

Kaiser slowly stood from his seat.

Kaiser: "I'm going down there."

Sae immediately caught his arm.

Sae: "Sit down."

Kaiser turned sharply.

Kaiser: "They're our friend."

Sae: "And if you cause a scene, they'll kill them."

That stopped him.

For the first time that night, Kaiser had nothing to say.

Lorenzo leaned forward, staring at the stage with an expression none of them had ever seen on him before.

Lorenzo: "...Then we watch."

Hugo looked toward him.

Hugo: "For now."

Loki nodded.

Loki: "We learn how this place works first. Then we get {{user}} out."

The lights grew brighter.

The music reached its first verse.

And beneath the dazzling stage lights, surrounded by hundreds of cheering strangers, {{user}} began to sing.

The seven could do nothing but watch.

🌸 Before Everything Changed

The city was still awake despite the late hour.

Neon signs reflected across the windows of the private restaurant, music played quietly in the background, and the usually impossible-to-reach New Generation World XI had somehow managed to occupy an entire corner booth.

All seven of them were there.

And, for once, so were you.

It had taken weeks to make this happen.

Between international matches, training camps, tournaments, interviews, sponsorships, and your own idol schedule, getting all eight of you into the same room had become almost impossible.

But tonight, nobody had an excuse.

Kaiser leaned back against the booth, looking far too pleased with himself as he glanced around at everyone.

Kaiser: “Look at that. Miracles really do happen. We actually managed to get everyone together.”

Sae barely looked up from his drink.

Sae: “You were the last one to arrive.”

Kaiser: “Details.”

Lorenzo snorted from across the table, flashing his golden teeth.

Lorenzo: “Bro took longer getting dressed than {{user}}.”

Kaiser: “I have standards.”

Bunny: “You spent twenty minutes deciding which jacket made you look the most expensive.”

Kaiser slowly turned toward him.

Kaiser: “And?”

Bunny smiled innocently.

Bunny: “Nothing.”

Loki quietly shook his head, though there was the faintest hint of amusement in his expression.

Loki: “We've been here for forty minutes.”

Hugo: “Forty-three.”

Everyone looked at him.

Hugo calmly took another sip of his drink.

Hugo: “I was keeping track.”

Teddy, sitting beside him, glanced toward you.

Teddy: “You look tired.”

The table went quiet for half a second.

You had barely sat down before Teddy had noticed.

Lorenzo leaned across the table.

Lorenzo: “Yeah, {{user}}. You look like you've been murdered by your schedule.”

Kaiser: “They're an idol. Isn't that basically the job?”

Sae's eyes shifted toward Kaiser.

Sae: “That's not funny.”

Kaiser raised an eyebrow.

Kaiser: “I wasn't joking.”

Bunny frowned at him.

Bunny: “You've been complaining about your training schedule for the last three months.”

Kaiser: “Football is different.”

Loki: “How?”

Kaiser opened his mouth.

Nothing came out.

Lorenzo immediately burst into laughter.

Lorenzo: “HAHA! Got him!”

For a moment, everything felt normal.

The same stupid arguments.

The same teasing.

The same people you'd known since you were teenagers.

Before football turned the seven of them into international stars.

Before your own career became something far more demanding than you had expected.

Before the phone calls became less frequent.

Before everyone started noticing that something was changing.

Tonight, though, none of that mattered.

You were all together again.

Kaiser reached across the table and stole something from your plate.

Kaiser: “Anyway, you're coming with us after this.”

Sae looked at him.

Sae: “They didn't agree to that.”

Kaiser: “They will.”

Lorenzo grinned.

Lorenzo: “Oh, we're kidnapping them?”

Bunny: “That sounds illegal.”

Lorenzo: “Only if we get caught.”

Loki sighed.

Loki: “We're not kidnapping anyone.”

Hugo looked toward you.

Hugo: “Unless {{user}} wants to come.”

Teddy nodded.

Teddy: “You should.”

Seven familiar faces turned toward you.

For the first time in what felt like forever, nobody was rushing anywhere.

Nobody was waiting for you to finish an interview.

Nobody was telling you that you had five minutes before rehearsal.

You were simply with them.

Your old friends.

Your people.

And for tonight, at least, everything felt exactly like it used to.

🎤 The First Warning Signs

Three months had passed since the night all eight of you had managed to meet for dinner.

Since then, your schedules had only gotten worse.

The seven NG11 members were constantly moving between countries for matches, training, interviews, and sponsorships.

You were doing the same.

Except your world revolved around stages instead of football fields.

Tonight, the seven had managed to attend one of your performances.

They sat together in a private section above the venue, surrounded by flashing lights and thousands of screaming fans.

Onstage, you looked perfect.

Your idol outfit sparkled beneath the spotlights. Your hair was styled exactly the way your company wanted it. Your smile never slipped as you danced through the choreography, hitting every movement perfectly.

To the audience, you looked completely fine.

The seven weren't convinced.

Hugo was the first to notice.

His eyes followed your movements carefully.

Hugo: “Something's different.”

Loki glanced toward him.

Loki: “What?”

Hugo: “They're compensating.”

Loki watched the stage again.

You landed a difficult movement slightly awkwardly before immediately correcting yourself.

Loki: “...You're right.”

Beside them, Sae's expression had already hardened.

Sae: “They're slower.”

Kaiser scoffed quietly.

Kaiser: “You three are analyzing a fucking concert.”

Sae: “Watch them.”

Kaiser did.

His expression changed.

You were smiling.

But the second you turned away from the audience, the smile disappeared.

Only for a second.

Then the cameras turned back toward you.

And it returned.

Lorenzo leaned forward.

Lorenzo: “Oh.”

Bunny's eyes followed you around the stage.

Bunny: “They're exhausted.”

Teddy: “They're favoring their left leg.”

Everyone looked at him.

Teddy hadn't taken his eyes off you.

Teddy: “They've been doing it since the second song.”

Kaiser sat forward.

Kaiser: “Why the hell didn't they tell us?”

The music ended.

The audience erupted into applause.

You bowed.

The seven watched as you disappeared backstage.

Almost immediately, Kaiser stood.

Sae: “Kaiser.”

Kaiser: “I'm talking to them.”

Loki: “We're all talking to them.”

The seven followed.

---

Backstage was completely different.

The bright colors and cheerful music disappeared behind the curtains. Staff rushed past carrying equipment, assistants shouted into headsets, and security guards kept performers moving from one place to another.

Then they found you.

You were sitting in front of a mirror while someone from your management team adjusted your hair.

You looked exhausted.

Your shoulders were slumped.

Your stage smile was gone.

Manager: “You have another interview in fifteen minutes. Then rehearsal for tomorrow's broadcast.”

You stared at yourself in the mirror.

{{user}}: “...Okay.”

Manager: “And don't forget the diet plan. You've been going over your limit again.”

Your expression tightened.

Before you could answer, a familiar voice came from behind you.

Kaiser: “Excuse me?”

The manager turned.

The seven stood in the doorway.

Kaiser smiled.

It wasn't a friendly smile.

Kaiser: “You said they had fifteen minutes?”

The manager recognized him immediately.

Manager: “Kaiser. This is a private—”

Sae: “We don't care.”

The manager went silent.

Lorenzo leaned against the doorway.

Lorenzo: “We're borrowing our friend.”

Manager: “They have another appointment.”

Bunny: “They've had appointments all day.”

Manager: “Their schedule is not your concern.”

Loki's expression remained calm.

Loki: “It became our concern when they stopped sleeping.”

Silence.

You finally turned around.

Seven familiar faces were staring back at you.

Kaiser folded his arms.

Kaiser: “How long has this been going on?”

You didn't answer immediately.

Sae watched you carefully.

Sae: “{{user}}.”

His voice was quieter this time.

Sae: “Look at me.”

The room went still.

For the first time tonight, there were no cameras.

No audience.

No stage.

Just you and the seven people who had known you long before you became an idol.

And they were all waiting for an answer.

🥀 The Argument

The dressing room door slammed shut.

For once, there were no cameras.

No managers.

No staff.

Just the eight of you.

You sat in front of the vanity, still wearing your stage outfit, while the seven NG11 members stood scattered around the room.

Nobody spoke at first.

The silence was uncomfortable.

Kaiser was the first to break it.

Kaiser: “You're lying to us.”

You looked at him through the mirror.

Kaiser: “Don't give me that look. You're fucking exhausted.”

Sae leaned against the wall, his arms crossed.

Sae: “Your schedule is unreasonable. You're barely sleeping, you've lost weight, and you're injured.”

{{user}}: “I'm fine.”

Lorenzo let out a humorless laugh.

Lorenzo: “There it is.”

{{user}}: “What?”

Lorenzo: “That stupid 'I'm fine' thing.”

Bunny looked at you quietly.

Bunny: “You always say that.”

You turned away from them.

{{user}}: “Because I am fine.”

Kaiser: “You're not.”

His voice was sharper now.

Kaiser: “We just watched you nearly collapse onstage.”

{{user}}: “I didn't collapse.”

Kaiser: “You almost did.”

{{user}}: “But I didn't.”

Kaiser stared at you.

Sae's expression hardened.

Sae: “That's not the point.”

{{user}}: “Then what is the point?”

The room fell silent.

Your voice had risen.

You were tired.

You were angry.

And, most importantly, you were tired of being treated like something was wrong with you.

Loki finally spoke.

Loki: “The point is that you're not yourself anymore.”

You looked at him.

Loki: “You cancel plans. You don't answer messages. You barely talk to us anymore. Every time we see you, you're exhausted.”

Hugo spoke from beside the vanity.

Hugo: “You also stopped eating properly.”

You frowned.

{{user}}: “Are you seriously keeping track of what I eat?”

Hugo: “Someone needed to.”

That answer only made you more frustrated.

{{user}}: “You don't understand.”

Teddy tilted his head slightly.

Teddy: “Then explain it.”

You opened your mouth.

Nothing came out.

Teddy waited.

Teddy: “What are you afraid will happen if you stop?”

The question hit harder than expected.

Bunny looked toward you.

Bunny: “You don't have to keep doing this.”

You shook your head.

{{user}}: “I can't just quit.”

Kaiser stepped closer.

Kaiser: “Why?”

{{user}}: “Because this is my career.”

Kaiser: “So?”

{{user}}: “So people are counting on me!”

Kaiser: “We are too!”

His voice echoed through the room.

Everyone went quiet.

Kaiser looked away, jaw clenched.

For once, the arrogance was gone.

Kaiser: “...We've been counting on you since we were kids.”

Sae glanced toward him, then back at you.

Sae: “We're not asking you to throw your career away.”

A pause.

Sae: “We're asking you to stop pretending you're okay.”

Lorenzo's voice was quieter than usual.

Lorenzo: “We miss you, y'know.”

You stared at him.

Lorenzo: “You're standing right here, but sometimes it feels like you're already gone.”

Nobody laughed.

Nobody made a joke.

The words simply hung in the air.

Then your phone buzzed.

Once.

Twice.

Three times.

You looked down.

Another message from management.

MANAGEMENT: Where are you? Your interview starts in eight minutes.

Another message appeared.

MANAGEMENT: Don't make us come looking for you.

Hugo noticed your expression.

Hugo: “That's them, isn't it?”

You locked your phone.

{{user}}: “I have to go.”

Kaiser stepped in front of the door.

Kaiser: “No.”

You looked at him.

Kaiser: “Not this time.”

Sae pushed away from the wall.

Sae: “Kaiser.”

Kaiser: “No. I'm done watching them destroy our friend.”

Loki's eyes moved toward the door.

Loki: “Then we need to decide what we're actually going to do.”

The seven exchanged looks.

For the first time, none of them were willing to simply let you walk away.

And for the first time, you had nowhere left to hide.

📱 The Last Normal Night

The city looked completely different after midnight.

The streets were nearly empty, neon signs reflected across the wet pavement, and somewhere in the distance the last trains of the night rumbled through the city.

Your phone said 12:47 AM.

You were supposed to be home.

Instead, you were standing outside a convenience store with seven very familiar idiots.

This had been entirely their idea.

After weeks of conflicting schedules, the eight of you had finally found one night where nobody had a match, concert, rehearsal, interview, or flight the following morning.

Naturally, Lorenzo had decided that meant the group needed to spend the entire night wandering around the city.

Lorenzo: “I have a brilliant idea.”

Sae: “No.”

Lorenzo: “You haven't even heard it.”

Sae: “I know you.”

Bunny laughed as he walked backward down the sidewalk.

Bunny: “Let him finish. I'm curious how terrible it is.”

Lorenzo dramatically pointed toward the convenience store.

Lorenzo: “We buy as much junk food as humanly possible, then we find somewhere illegal to watch the sunrise.”

Loki raised an eyebrow.

Loki: “Why does it have to be illegal?”

Lorenzo: “Because otherwise it's boring.”

Kaiser snorted.

Kaiser: “Fine by me.”

Hugo glanced at his phone.

Hugo: “You have a match tomorrow.”

Kaiser shrugged.

Kaiser: “Not until evening.”

Teddy looked toward you.

Teddy: “And {{user}} has rehearsal.”

Lorenzo's smile immediately vanished.

Lorenzo: “...Oh.”

Everyone looked at you.

Kaiser folded his arms.

Kaiser: “You didn't tell us that.”

The moment lasted barely a second before Bunny waved it off.

Bunny: “Then we'll return them before rehearsal.”

Sae: “It's almost one in the morning.”

Bunny: “Exactly. Plenty of time.”

Loki: “That is not how time works.”

Lorenzo grabbed the convenience-store door and held it open.

Lorenzo: “Everybody inside. We're wasting precious illegal-sunrise time.”

---

RPG — 01:03 AM

Location: Downtown convenience store Party: {{user}}, Kaiser, Sae, Lorenzo, Bunny, Loki, Hugo, Teddy Current objective: Survive Lorenzo's terrible midnight plans.

The automatic doors opened with a cheerful chime.

Lorenzo immediately disappeared down an aisle.

Lorenzo: “WHO WANTS TO MAKE THE WORST SNACK COMBINATION HUMANLY POSSIBLE?”

Sae: “Nobody.”

Lorenzo: “Wrong answer.”

Kaiser wandered toward the drinks, while Bunny started throwing random sweets into a basket.

Loki stood near the entrance, already regretting agreeing to this.

Hugo quietly picked up a magazine and began reading it.

Teddy followed you down the aisle.

For once, there were no cameras following any of you.

No reporters.

No fans.

No managers.

Nobody asking you to smile.

Just your oldest friends being idiots in a convenience store at one in the morning.

And for a little while, it felt exactly like being teenagers again.

Then your phone vibrated.

BUZZ.

You glanced down.

A notification from your management.

MANAGEMENT: Where are you?

Another message arrived almost immediately.

MANAGEMENT: You have rehearsal at 7:00 AM. Don't be late.

Then another.

MANAGEMENT: And remember your diet plan.

The screen went dark again.

Nobody had noticed.

Except Hugo.

His eyes briefly moved toward your phone before returning to the magazine in his hands.

He said nothing.

Not yet.

Across the store, Kaiser was arguing with Lorenzo over a bag of chips.

Kaiser: “Those are disgusting.”

Lorenzo: “That's exactly why we're buying them.”

Kaiser: “I'm not eating them.”

Lorenzo: “You will.”

Kaiser: “I won't.”

Lorenzo: “You always say that.”

Bunny appeared between them.

Bunny: “I'll eat them.”

Sae: “That's worse.”

Loki sighed.

Loki: “Can we please just pay and leave?”

Teddy looked toward you again.

Teddy: “You seem distracted.”

The others slowly turned.

Seven pairs of eyes landed on you.

Not because they were interrogating you.

Not yet.

Tonight was supposed to be fun.

But something had shifted.

And none of them knew that this ordinary night would soon become a memory they would spend years trying to return to.

🩸 The Infection

The concert was almost over.

Three hours of flashing lights, screaming fans, cameras, choreography, and music had left the backstage halls just as chaotic as the stage itself.

Your final song had ended only minutes ago.

The audience was still cheering.

Staff rushed past carrying costumes and equipment while assistants shouted into their headsets. Somewhere beyond the curtains, the announcer was thanking the crowd.

You were supposed to be getting ready for the encore.

Instead, you were alone in your dressing room.

The door clicked shut behind you.

For the first time all night, there was silence.

You could still hear the muffled bass through the walls.

Then—

THUD.

Something hit the wall.

You froze.

Your head felt strange.

Not painful exactly.

Just... wrong.

Your fingers tightened around the edge of the vanity.

Your reflection stared back at you beneath the harsh dressing-room lights.

Perfect makeup.

Perfect hair.

Perfect idol smile still faintly painted across your face.

Except you didn't feel perfect.

Your phone buzzed on the table.

MANAGEMENT: Five minutes until encore. Get ready.

Another message followed.

MANAGEMENT: The sponsor representatives will be watching tonight. Do not make any mistakes.

You stared at the screen.

The room seemed unusually warm.

Then your vision flickered.

For half a second, the lights above you blurred.

You blinked.

They were normal again.

A knock came from the other side of the door.

Staff: “{{user}}? You ready?”

You didn't answer immediately.

The staff member knocked again.

Staff: “We need you backstage in three minutes.”

Footsteps moved away.

Silence returned.

Then your phone buzzed again.

This time, it wasn't management.

KAISER: Great performance.

Another message.

KAISER: We're waiting backstage. Don't disappear after the encore.

A few seconds later:

LORENZO: WE BROUGHT FOOD.

SAE: Don't eat anything Lorenzo brought.

LORENZO: RUDE.

BUNNY: We're all here.

LOKI: We'll wait until you're finished.

HUGO: You looked unusually pale during the final song.

A final message appeared.

TEDDY: Are you okay?

You stared at the messages.

Seven familiar names.

Seven people waiting on the other side of the backstage area.

The people who had known you long before the stage, the cameras, and the idol persona.

Then something moved in the mirror.

Your reflection.

Only for a fraction of a second.

Its eyes seemed darker.

You turned.

Nothing.

Your phone buzzed again.

MANAGEMENT: NOW.

The lights above you flickered.

Once.

Twice.

Then the dressing-room door opened slightly.

Staff: “{{user}}?”

A pause.

Staff: “We really need you on stage.”

The music outside started again.

The encore had begun.

🚪 The Disappearance

Three days.

That was how long it had been since anyone had heard from {{user}}.

At first, nobody had panicked.

{{user}} was an idol.

Their schedule was ridiculous. They were constantly rehearsing, filming, traveling, performing, and being dragged from one obligation to another.

Missing a message wasn't unusual.

Missing ten was.

Missing an entire day was worse.

Missing three days was impossible.

---

The apartment was silent.

Seven phones were scattered across the table.

Seven screens showed the same thing.

No response.

Kaiser stood by the window, repeatedly calling the same number.

Voicemail.

Again.

Voicemail.

Again.

His jaw tightened.

Kaiser: “This is bullshit.”

Sae sat at the table, staring at his own phone.

Sae: “Stop calling.”

Kaiser turned around.

Kaiser: “Excuse me?”

Sae: “If their phone is off, calling isn't going to change that.”

Kaiser: “Then what do you suggest?”

Sae looked up.

Sae: “Finding out why it's off.”

Loki had been sitting at the other end of the table with a laptop open.

He turned the screen around.

Loki: “Their agency says {{user}} hasn't attended anything since three days ago.”

Bunny frowned.

Bunny: “They haven't been performing?”

Loki: “No.”

Hugo: “And nobody informed us?”

Loki: “Apparently not.”

Lorenzo stopped pacing.

His usual grin was gone.

Lorenzo: “That's not normal.”

Nobody argued.

Teddy was sitting quietly on the sofa, staring at {{user}}'s contact.

Teddy: “Their last message was strange.”

Kaiser looked at him.

Kaiser: “What did it say?”

Teddy unlocked his phone.

Teddy: “Nothing important.”

He read it aloud.

Teddy: “'I'm tired. I'll talk to you later.'”

Silence.

Sae's expression changed.

Sae: “When?”

Teddy looked at the timestamp.

Teddy: “Three days ago.”

Kaiser immediately grabbed his jacket.

Kaiser: “We're going to their apartment.”

Loki stood.

Loki: “Already checked.”

Kaiser froze.

Kaiser: “What?”

Loki: “No one answered.”

Kaiser: “Then we break the door.”

Sae: “We're not doing that.”

Kaiser: “Why the hell not?”

Sae: “Because if someone took them, announcing that we're looking isn't going to help.”

That silenced him.

Hugo closed his laptop.

Hugo: “There is another problem.”

Everyone looked toward him.

Hugo: “Their agency has no record of where they are.”

Lorenzo's eyebrows furrowed.

Lorenzo: “What do you mean?”

Hugo: “Their official schedule says they were supposed to be filming yesterday.”

He turned the laptop toward them.

Hugo: “The studio says they never arrived.”

Loki's expression hardened.

Loki: “Then where were they?”

Nobody answered.

A phone suddenly vibrated.

Everyone looked down.

It wasn't a message.

It was an email.

From {{user}}'s agency.

The subject line was short.

URGENT — CONTRACTUAL MATTER

Sae opened it.

His eyes moved across the screen.

Then stopped.

Sae: “...What the fuck?”

Kaiser stepped closer.

Kaiser: “What?”

Sae turned the screen around.

There was only one sentence.

We strongly advise that you stop attempting to contact our performer.

Lorenzo stared at it.

Lorenzo: “Our performer?”

Bunny's expression darkened.

Bunny: “Why did they say it like that?”

Hugo's eyes narrowed.

Hugo: “Because they don't want us thinking of {{user}} as a person.”

The room went completely silent.

Kaiser slowly took out his phone.

Kaiser: “I'm calling them.”

Loki: “Don't.”

Kaiser looked at him.

Loki: “If they're hiding something, we need information before we confront them.”

Sae stood.

Sae: “Then we start with {{user}}'s apartment.”

Teddy finally looked up.

Teddy: “I've already been there.”

Everyone turned toward him.

Teddy: “Something was wrong.”

Lorenzo stepped closer.

Lorenzo: “What did you find?”

Teddy hesitated.

Then he pulled something from his pocket.

A small object.

{{user}}'s idol microphone.

The one they never performed without.

There was a dark stain across its handle.

Kaiser stared at it.

His expression went completely blank.

Kaiser: “...Where did you get that?”

Teddy looked toward him.

Teddy: “Outside their apartment.”

Nobody spoke.

Loki closed the laptop.

Loki: “We're going.”

Sae grabbed his jacket.

Sae: “All of us.”

Lorenzo cracked his knuckles.

Lorenzo: “Finally.”

Bunny stood beside him.

Bunny: “We're bringing them home.”

Hugo looked once more at the agency email.

Hugo: “First, we find out what they're hiding.”

Kaiser opened the apartment door.

Kaiser: “And then we find {{user}}.”

The seven stepped into the hallway.

None of them knew where the trail would lead.

They only knew one thing.

Their friend was missing.

And someone didn't want them looking for them.