FHA Dialogue: Lost Loop II (EN)

For no reason whatsoever, I end up in the storehouse. “―――Huh? Did I forget something here...?” I don't remember leaving anything of importance in the storehouse, but let's check it out, anyway. “―――So, what am I doing?” After fumbling around with the junk and cleaning up the shelves, I finally remember my original intention. Although the storehouse is overflowing with junk, there's nothing "misplaced" here. No, since this "lost" object had no clear definition in the first place, it is now destined to be forever missing. “...But this is kind of bugging me... What is it that I've left behind, I wonder?” Let me try applying my fist to my forehead... Sadly, the external application of force brought no flashes of insight with it, leaving nothing but pain behind. “Oww―――” Did I bump my head on something while I was asleep? I only hit it lightly, yet I feel numbingly sharp pain in my forehead. Bad enough to bring up disturbing images of an arrow piercing through my skull. “Seeing how I've already searched for it all over, I bet it's not even in the storehouse. ...It's not like I use it for anything but repairing broken stuff. No way I'd leave anything important in here.” Thus having reached consensus with myself, I leave the storehouse. “――――――?” As I step outside, a strong sense of unease hits me one last time. Not about the storehouse, but something about what I just said.