Every night at 02:17, Brno goes quiet.Not late-night quiet.Everything stops.People. Cars. Clocks. Even the internet dies.

Riven probably would’ve convinced himself it was a really fucked-up dream if he hadn’t woken up the next morning with dirt on his feet.

Then it happens again.And this time, someone knocks on his door.

Her name is Nara.She talks to him like they’ve known each other for years.There’s just one problem.Riven has never seen her before.

Or at least…he doesn’t remember seeing her.