That day, Tsutomu was driving as if trying to escape from something. Stopping at a service area, he leaned over and vomited—only for a stranger, a woman he had never seen before, to quietly offer him a bottle of water. She asked him to give her a ride to a place where she could use a phone. Though sensing something was off, Tsutomu reluctantly agreed. But inside the car, as the radio played in the background, a breaking news report about a murder case came on. The description of the suspect matched—down to the detail—the woman sitting in his back seat...