Nothing comes to mind but vague shadows and hazy impressions of memories.


...I can't
remember what I
was doing before
this.
The most plausible explanation is that I've been abducted, possibly even drugged. Statistically, these situations don't usually end well, so I know I've got to find a way out of here as quickly as possible.
I peer out, hoping to orient myself with a familiar landmark.

It's
too dark to
see anything
outside...

When did
I do that?
There's a door on the opposite side of the room which I hurry toward, trying not to dwell on the implications of my unusual appearance for now.
In these
types of situations,
composure is
key.

The window in the door is covered in a thick layer of dust, making it impossible to see through.
How long
has it been since
anyone has bothered
to clean this
room?
I try twisting the doorknob.

It's jammed...!

My blood runs cold as every terrifying possibility floods my mind.
If I've
been abducted,
the person behind it
is most likely
nearby.

Hello...?
...is anyone
there?
I hold my breath, straining my ears for any response.
But all I hear are the the flies swarming the moldy food on the desk.

Either no
one is here, or
they're deliberately
ignoring me.
It occurs to me to check my pockets.
I find a phone.



Your Passcode is Required to enable FaceID
1:04
Friday, September 29

Passcode Incorrect
No Signal
(Press to interact)
my phone...? Why can't
I remember theĀ
password?

No signal...
At least the flashlight
works.
Maybe
I can use it to
look around for a key
or a landline
phone.


Nothing...
the computer won’t
even turn on
anymore...

...There might
be something useful
under all of this
junk.
I roll up my sleeves and fight the urge to gag as flies circle my head while I pick through piles of grimy paper, rotting food, rusty spray cans, and insect carcasses.
Whoever's
behind this certainly
knows how to get under
my skin...

...A great
deal of these
documents make reference to the "Pandora Institute."

"Pandora"...
I'm sure I've seen
that name before.

Thank you
for waiting,
sir...

These
were your mother's
personal belongings.

...That's it?
One box?


The person behind the counter wrung their hands and looked as though they wanted to say more... but could not.

I'm afraid
so, sir. I'm sorry
for your loss.


SIGH...


Right,
I saw it on
the side of that
box...!
...Is
there any connection
to what's happening
to me now?
...I need
to remember more specifics... what was inside the box?
The harder I try to remember, the faster the details seem to slip away...
The room spins as I'm overcome with a sudden bout of vertigo.

Christ... I
feel dizzy.
Bracing myself on the edge of the desk, a familiar pattern catches my attention beneath the clutter.

It's
the Pandora
symbol again...!
I pull the embossed leather journal from beneath the clutter.
I found this website from the webtoon upload. I have to say I absolutely love the additional interactive aspects of this story that the website allows for! I'm more than willing to reread it with all the interesting elements added to the reading experience! <3 can't wait to see what's next!
i'm over here from web shoes they can ask the best place to read bugs and I'm over here be able to interact oh new favorite place
the number 104 makes an appearance once more (in the partially obscured news paper thats under the 2001 article it says 104 ppl were killed)
The maze on the Pandora logo is unsolvable (as in you can't get to the centre). Which is a very fun detail
Giving me point and click, visual novel, horror vibes and I love it! <3
YO THIS IS THE COOLEST FUCKING THING IVE EVER SEEN IT SLIKE MANDELA CATALOGUE AND WELCOME HOME HAD A BABY AND HAD FUN DOING IT OMFG
this feels more like an interactive visual novel game than a comic series on a website. its very interesting and cool. was not what i was expecting, but i like it way more this way than what i had in mind! i came from webtoon btw
Huh. Pandora's box.. shouldn't be opened, should it?
Bruh i went inside the book šš
Bro the interactive features are amazing!