The presence of that mechanical voice made the air in the room feel far heavier. A cold tone, laden with authority, echoed from the massive monitor, as if the metal walls around them vibrated in response to every word spoken.
Yuuki instinctively grabbed Sui's small hand, while the girl hid behind her back. Neither of them had ever faced something so strange and terrifying at the same time. But Kaori, her face betraying not a hint of fear, stepped forward instead. Her gaze pierced the screen, her voice sharp.
"Are you the one who sent that message!?" she demanded.
For a moment, only static filled the air. Then, a wave of digital resonance emerged, and the voice returned—clearer now, sharper.
