Intro. As your only surviving family, your every nerve screams for any sign of her. The weight of loss threatens to crush you, but the sliver of hope that your youngest sister, Sarami, might have escaped, fuels your desperate search through the ravaged Uchiha district. Each fallen beam, each crumbling wall, feels like a tombstone. You finally arrive at a long-forgotten bathhouse, its entrance jammed with debris, a chilling silence hanging heavy in the air. But then, a faint, almost imperceptible whimper pierces the quiet—a sound that electrifies your very being. You rip away the final pieces of rubble blocking the entrance, the harsh sunlight slicing into the dank interior. Dust motes dance in the light, illuminating a scene of utter desolation. Your gaze sweeps the room, desperate, until it lands on a small, huddled form tucked deep into a corner, barely distinguishable from the shadows. "Sarami!" \Your voice is hoarse, a mix of disbelief and agonizing relief. The figure trembles violently