Haruto stared at Ren's corpse, his expression hardened. He took a slow breath and reached forward again, pressing his trembling hand onto the deep scar over Ren's remaining eye.
"Psychometry… activate."
[Psychometry of People activated.]
[Target is deceased. The memory may be fragmented or unstable.]
[Accessing Second Memory… 25%... 70%... 100%]
[You may open your eyes.]
When Haruto opened his eyes, he was somewhere else entirely—somewhere cold.
And he knew for sure that Ren was terrified, that poor boy hugged his own body in the corner of the dark room.
His body trembled against the freezing stone floor. The air was musty, sour, and full of decay. Every breath hurt. His chest was tight, beating too fast it was hard to breathe.
'This must be the basement where Ayaka was locked up...' Haruto thought, he becomes very uneasy. Wondering what kind of hell happening in here.
