1st Case- [Accidental Video]
[At first, the only thing shown on the video is a clear sky with grass surrounding the lens. The wind blows gently, causing the grass to sway slightly.
A moment later, the grass shifts around and a blue haired girl appears, obviously not in her normal outfit. She takes a look around]
Where...where am I?
[She carefully stands up, now her pale legs only seen on the camera] The mountain range in Inaba perhaps..? [Before the young girl is able to take a step forward, a small cry of pain comes from her and she collapses on her knees, her hand gripping her shoulder.
A pair of small, dark blue wings appear behind her for a moment, giving a slight flap before disappearing behind her back again. It takes a few moments before the girl is able to finally relax again, her hand sliding off her shoulder]
Wings...? ....Am I dead? ...No that couldn't possibly be right. Once one is dead, there is supposedly no pain, yet I can feel it.
But where is my uniform? [she stares at the white dress, playing with the straps for a moment] I don't remember ever purchasing this dress nor do I remember changing into it.
[The blue haired girl finally looks straight at the camera, reaching forward to grab the journal.] A journal? This could prove to be useful.
If I'm here it's possible the others are as well. I must find them as fast as possible.
A moment later, the grass shifts around and a blue haired girl appears, obviously not in her normal outfit. She takes a look around]
Where...where am I?
[She carefully stands up, now her pale legs only seen on the camera] The mountain range in Inaba perhaps..? [Before the young girl is able to take a step forward, a small cry of pain comes from her and she collapses on her knees, her hand gripping her shoulder.
A pair of small, dark blue wings appear behind her for a moment, giving a slight flap before disappearing behind her back again. It takes a few moments before the girl is able to finally relax again, her hand sliding off her shoulder]
Wings...? ....Am I dead? ...No that couldn't possibly be right. Once one is dead, there is supposedly no pain, yet I can feel it.
But where is my uniform? [she stares at the white dress, playing with the straps for a moment] I don't remember ever purchasing this dress nor do I remember changing into it.
[The blue haired girl finally looks straight at the camera, reaching forward to grab the journal.] A journal? This could prove to be useful.
If I'm here it's possible the others are as well. I must find them as fast as possible.