The old lights flickered from time to time, while the faint hum of abandoned machines continued to echo.

Sako Hido stood in front of the metal table.

Haro Saki kept staring at the black file.

Subject 0

Sako Hido

Haro let out a slow sigh, then opened the file.

He began flipping through the pages quickly.

Medical reports.

Test results.

Handwritten notes.

And numbers he couldn’t understand.

But after a few moments…

he suddenly stopped.

His expression completely changed.

“Sako…”

Sako raised his eyes toward him.

“There’s something wrong.”

Sako took the file from his hands.

Haro pointed at one of the pages.

“Look at the date.”

Sako fixed his eyes on the paper.

Then the next page.

Then another.

Silence filled the room.

Sako closed the file for a moment.

Then opened it again.

The same thing.

The dates were older than his own age.

Haro slowly raised his head.

“This is impossible.”

Sako didn’t respond.

But something inside him began to move.

For the first time in years…

he felt confusion.

If these were his records…

how could they have started before he was born?

While they were going through the pages…

an old photograph slipped out of the file.

Haro quickly picked it up.

It was worn and damaged.

Inside it was a massive glass room.

And a small child standing inside it.

But the image quality was poor.

The facial features were unclear.

Under the photo, there was one word.

Subject 0

Haro froze.

“Is that you?”

Sako took the photo.

He stared at it for a long moment.

Then slowly shook his head.

“I don’t know.”

And in that moment…

a faint sound echoed inside the room.

Tick.

Tick.

Tick.

Both of them immediately raised their heads.

The sound came from the direction of the glass containment units.

Sako gripped his short sword.

And moved forward cautiously.

But when he arrived…

he found nothing.

Only darkness.

And silence.

Then Haro heard something behind him.

He quickly turned around.

His eyes widened.

“Sako…”

Sako approached.

He looked at the glass.

And froze.

There was a sentence written on it.

In red, blood-like handwriting.

You are looking in the wrong place.

Silence fell.

The writing hadn’t been there moments ago.

As if someone had written it while they were inside the room.

A chill ran through Haro’s body.

“There is someone with us.”

But Sako didn’t respond.

He was only staring at the sentence.

Then into the darkness behind the glass.

As if someone was watching him from within it.

Suddenly…

the lights went out.

The entire room plunged into darkness.

Everything stopped.

Even the machines.

For just one second…

Sako heard a whisper near his ear.

A human whisper.

Very calm.

“He has returned.”

His eyes widened.

Then the power came back.

The whisper was gone.

And so was the silence.

But something else caught his attention.

The last page of the file was open on the table.

No one had touched it.

And it hadn’t been open moments ago.

Haro slowly approached.

Then read the final line in a trembling voice.

Subject 0 Status:

Alive

Sako’s eyes narrowed.

As silence once again filled the room.