[September 7, Saturday, 12:24 PM]
The north wind howled, snowflakes fluttered.
Everyone sat together blankly, not saying a word.
Upon realizing it was snowing, everyone noticed the room's temperature had dropped considerably. The problem was that it was supposed to be summer now, so everyone was dressed lightly, and clearly they couldn't withstand such cold conditions. Luckily, the study on the first floor mostly remained as it was, with a fireplace inside, so everyone gathered in the study, lit the fireplace, and finally felt somewhat better.
Others also brought blankets and such to wrap around themselves for warmth.
"Damn, what should we do?"
Composer Maekura finally broke the silence impatiently.
"Are we only going to be trapped here to die?"
Then, he turned to look at Chief Da Shan.
"Da Shan, aren't you a cop? Shouldn't you be taking action now? Can you still call yourself a police officer like this?"
"Even if you say that..."
