Vanishing Festival of Fractured Fireworks

Bocchi

(Too many people... can't breathe... where's the exit?)

Anis

Come on, Bocchi! This game's easy once you get the rhythm!

Bocchi

(Everyone's staring... they know I'm freaking out...)

Gura

Why's your friend standing like a statue? Is this part of the festival?

Tsukasa

Look! They have chocolate bananas too! Let's all get matching ones!

Bocchi

(They're not... those aren't normal shadows... something's wrong with this festival...)

Anis

Wait... where did all the other festival-goers go?

Gura

The takoyaki... it's still warm but the vendor vanished. A!

Bocchi

(The strings... they're pulling tighter with every note... my fingers...)

Anis

These aren't bullets anymore... Tsukasa? Is that your voice coming from them?

Tsukasa

(Can't... control... my body... the drumbeat... it's inside my head...)

Gura

A! Let me through! Bocchi, stop playing! The strings are drinking your blood!

Bocchi

(I can't stop... every note makes them stronger... the shadows are getting closer...)

Anis

If bullets become goldfish... then maybe... Tsukasa, sing with me! Break the rhythm!

Tsukasa

(The emcee... his applause... it's making the drumbeat louder... must... resist...)

Gura

A! The wall! It's tearing! Bocchi, your guitar—it's feeding on the audience's absence!

Bocchi

(The hair strings... they're weakening... but something's coming through the tear...)