Synopsis
"Class A copy of Split Class activated. You will enter the nightmare in ten seconds." A cramped school wrapped in shadows, blood streaking the fading light, fog so thick you can't see beyond your hand, spirits lurking in the spaces between walls. The man without a match stood breathing hard against concrete, alone among players who came prepared, not even a knife at his side. Just from his wan face and the way he moved, he probably wouldn't last until nightfall. The other players kept asking themselves—how did a C-grade dungeon with a 50% pass rate suddenly become A-grade with…
