"Click-"
Mumuzawa stiffly raised her hand, only to discover that she had shrunk a size and was wearing the blue-black dress her mother had given her as a child.
She nearly cried out, only to discover that she could suddenly make nothing but a strange clicking sound.
She had heard that sound only once before-from the first Doll her Song of Silk had created.
Has my consciousness entered the Doll's body?
Bewildered, Mumuzawa wandered alone through the dark secret chamber, not knowing what had happened.
She pushed open the chamber door and walked down the corridor she had traversed alone countless times, feeling the familiar, cold darkness close around her again.
So cold. It never felt this cold before-
Mumuzawa ran her hand along the wall, where a clear line marked the boundary between brick and cement.
That line had been above her when she was little, below her when she grew up, and now it was above her again-
As Mumuzawa grumbled inwardly, she recalled the moment she had collapsed.
Before that, she had done only one thing: she had tied the thread that suddenly appeared in her hand to Dio's hand.
As for why-
Once I've tied him up, he's mine, right?
The words suddenly popped into Mumuzawa's head. Startled by her own thought, she quickly shook her head, not daring to dwell on it.
No, no. It was because I felt something good would happen if I tied that thread to him. That's why I did it-
Before she knew it, Mumuzawa's aimless wandering had brought her to the Palace entrance.
A familiar figure came straight into view. Dio actually happened to be right there!
She excitedly ran up to him, but when she tried to call out to him, all that came out was a strange