不知列车向何方

I tried to be relieved at present, yet the corpse of my past claws their way out.
The dead Undeads is like a fog in my mind.
I don't want to recall. But I have to recall.
Everything is going to start with that Dream...

In the game, you talked to Acesoria Cicadas, an “old friend” of yours, and found yourself in the tragedy...