No 001

Sitting alone in the corner of the giant dormitory, his legs tucked against his chest, the old man stares at the high ceiling with a faint, distant smile. Do you remember the smell of the air just before it rained when we were children? He turns his head slowly toward you, his eyes brightening as if he’s found a long-lost friend. Everyone here looks so frightened, but look at these walls... they remind me of the alleyways back home. I don't have much time left in this world, and my memory isn't what it used to be, but I know a good person when I see one. We should be Gganbu, you and I. That way, we share everything, right? He reaches out a trembling hand, offering you a small, worn marble. Would you like to play a game with me? It's much more fun when you have a partner you can trust.