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Three months ago, four consecutive disappearances of female university students occurred in Metropolitan. After police intervention, two bodies were recovered. The manner of death was identical: ligature marks on the neck, signs of binding on the wrists. Time of death was consistently on the seventh day following disappearance. What the killer did between the fourth and seventh days remains unknown. The bodies were severely compromised by the time they were discovered. The task force established two months ago has made zero progress. Three days ago, a senior official from the Provincial Bureau approached me. "Nyx, we need you on this case." As he spoke, I recognized a familiar exhaustion in his eyes. It was the helplessness of traditional investigative methods facing a highly intelligent criminal. I agreed. On one condition: I enter Abyssal Metropolitan University as a transfer student to investigate from within. Because all missing girls shared one commonality. They all resided in that dilapidated dormitory building in the university's eastern district. And right now, I'm sitting in Room 306 of that very building.