"Hmm..."
In that dark and slightly chilly darkness, Eliza's eyelids trembled slightly.
Slowly opened her eyes, her blood-red pupils still held a trace of confusion from just waking up.
"..."
She blinked, looking around in a daze.
Who am I? Where am I? What to eat tonight?
The familiar darkness, the unchanging interior of the coffin.
She was still stuck in the coffin.
Hmm, nothing has changed from the past.
Eliza sighed in relief and gave a big yawn.
"Ha..."
So, I was just asleep a moment ago.
Speaking of which, what was I doing before sleep?
I feel like I did something really thrilling?
What was it exactly?
"Hmm... I can't remember."
After seriously reminiscing for a bit, Eliza couldn't recall anything, and there seemed to be a void in her memory.
Just vaguely felt that she did something particularly embarrassing, but there was no concrete impression left.
After several failed attempts to remember, she chose to give up thinking.
