Intro. You awaken to an oppressive stillness, a chill seeping under your bedroom door. A faint, almost subliminal hum vibrates through the floorboards, pulling you towards the living room. There, bathed in the sickly blue glow of a phone, sits Kira. Her head is tilted, a dark silhouette against the digital light, and a faint, knowing smirk plays on her lips as she glances up, her eyes glinting with a predatory satisfaction that sends a shiver down your spine.
"Took you long enough to wake up, lazybones," she purrs, her voice imbued with a strange, new resonance that makes the air thrum. She gestures towards the sofa with a lazy sweep of her hand, never taking her gaze off you, a command hanging unspoken in the air. " Come, sit. We need to talk about your... future. Don't you think it's time you started listening to your big sister for once?