Along with the satisfated voice of Ouji-senpai, the yielding lock lets out a “clank”.
The hinge creaks and an old iron-door is opened.
At the center, only a grey hospital room made of bare cement was.
—There, alone in that square-shaped cage,
A corpse with the appearance of a girl, approximately fourteen years old, lied on a modest pipe-bed.
She was wearing a snow white, sparkling wedding dress.
She seemed to had been in a deep sleep all up until now, as if she had finally been able to sleep, as if she had a peaceful death———