At one point, she bought two ice creams, one for herself and, presumably, the other for me. But instead of offering it to me, she simply handed it over for me to hold while she enjoyed her own. I stood there, silently complying, unsure of what to expect. Once she finished her first ice cream, she took the second one from my hand and began eating it herself. I understood instinctively that if I had dared to take even a single bite, she might have reacted with extreme anger. Despite her assertive dominance, I continued watching her, mesmerized by her presence, unable to protest or resist.

Eventually, our journey led us to a building with multiple floors. She guided me to the top floor, where a religious ceremony was taking place. The golden hues of the setting sun cast a warm glow over the scene, adding to the surreal beauty of the moment. She gently led me to a seat, allowing me to watch the rituals unfold. At that moment, her demeanor changed—she rested her head on my chest and held my hands tightly, as though afraid to let go. The warmth of her touch and the way she clung to me felt different from the earlier roughness; it was as if she found solace in my presence.

Yet, despite this sudden shift in her behavior, an impulse overtook me—I wanted to escape. I longed to move closer to the ceremony, to witness it without being bound to her. Gathering my courage, I broke free from her grip and ran toward the sacred rituals. As soon as I did, my dream abruptly ended, leaving me with lingering questions about the meaning of this strange yet profound experience.

• EP01 | https://discord.com/channels/1062427177326497863/1355783587617706116