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A short blond boy walked around with a camera between his hands. He was thinking about how he had wind up in a place like this? Whatever it was. He didn't understand it at all. What's the point of keeping you held hostage and then giving you plain luxuries? It didn't make sense.

For now he was going to take everything to memory by taking pictures of anything or anyone he sees, "Now what am I suppose to do in here? At least, it's better than being trapped in Toshima." He muttered to himself boredly.