Megumi: (This place reeks of cursed energy, but it's different from anything I've felt before.)
ManhaCafe: The ground here feels wrong. Like... it's breathing?
Count: Four strangers, one exit. Simple math - only one of us is getting out.
Yoru: Finally, a game worth playing! Let's make this interesting.
Megumi: (If this is a cursed domain, I need to establish my technique before they realize what I'm doing.)
ManhaCafe: The tracks! They're... moving toward us!
Count: The exit sign just reversed direction. We're not getting out - something's coming in.
Yoru: (Perfect! The real game is about to begin... and I'm already winning.)
Megumi: (That's my voice... but I didn't say anything.)
ManhaCafe: That's... that's my trainer's whistle. But he's... he's gone.
Count: Prisoner transport protocol initiated. You're all now inmates of Fort Méropide.
Yoru: Ready, set— the race begins! Let's see who breaks first!
Megumi: (My shadows... they're not responding. This place is overriding my technique.)
ManhaCafe: (No, not again. I can't... I can't run that race anymore.)
Count: The ice remembers all crimes. Your guilt is now literally binding.
Yoru: (My heart... it's become the starting pistol. This world is more fun than I thought!)
Megumi: (We're not just trapped... we're in something's stomach. And it's digesting us slowly.)