Gone (II)"Go back, Lee."

The same request. The same voice. The same person, and yet, not.

With an appearance so different, with an unfamiliar back turned to him, that his reach never seemed to be enough to be able to grasp it. As if the black monstrous claws hovering behind her were fences and barbed wires separating them, there is a rift that he could not cross. He wondered then; is this how you feel, too

Gone (I)Everything that happens within the spiral tower is, just as the existence of the tower itself, near nonsensical.

Lee is well aware of this fact. If he wasn't, the person before him would serve well as his awakening call. In this hall of red and black, the locks of her purple hair, neatly combed and well cared for, stood out the most. Her military jacket and camo vest underneath is pristine without a single wrinkle. Her mere presence alone stood out.