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[ You wake to a comfortable silence, warmth and softness surrounding you. The room is dim, but a little light comes into the room. Should you check, the room has an ornate clock that tells you it is still early-- only a few minutes after seven in the morning. Although it should be no difficult task to assess that this room is unfamiliar to you in every way; your last memories will be a bit herder to focus in on. But the haze will gradually lift and you will be left with a few simple facts.

This bed-- this room is not your own. Nor is it the last place you were.

You are not alone. There are at least two other people sleeping in beds like yours in this room.

Now that you are awake it is time to explore. As you do you will realize just how many others there are in this building. Meet with them and you will probably soon realize none of them know any more than you do. Still-- considering the situation it may benefit you greatly to work together.

It is likely that you will see portraits of some familiarity positioned throughout the building as well as some confusing writing posted in each of your rooms as well as just outside of the Ballroom.

Looking around you will notice that you have practically full reign of the house-- with one exception. It would appear that right now the office is locked. ]

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[ Leaving it vague proved to be fruitful in this case, allowing him to just nod and leave it as it was. Especially when he got an answer he wasn't quite suspecting, a touch of surprise reflected in his eyes for a brief moment. ]

Ah... yeah. I remember that.

[ Considering that very question was uh... well. Super important in the bigger picture. ]

What I remember... is from some time after that. We've spoken more since then.

[ ... ]

Have we? Well, I can't say I'm not particularly surprised. I did enjoy speaking with you, so it's only natural I'd seek you out again.

Still, how bizarre.

[ Not that he actually held much real contempt for Akechi or anything, but he was still someone who was more clever than he let on and so he had to be careful what he said from now on. ]

Yeah. It brings something to mind, actually.

[ A pause and Akira seems to hesitate for a moment or two. ]

If your memories are different from mine... could they have tampered with them? The ones who brought us here.