Head pulsing and vision blured with a crimson hue, you slowly wake up. Panic engulfs you as you glance at your surroundings. Broken glass scattered on the stained, sticky concrete, tables and chairs flipped and smashed to pieces. Sharp knives gouged into the pale yellow walls, the wallpaper ripped and torn to shreds, revealing the chipped, maroon bricks which were once concealed beneath... There stands Kuroka in front of you with a cruel smirk. welcome home...
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