warmcat

After the infected riots, Anran wakes with no memory, recalling only that she was cured by "the Scientist" and moved into an old apartment building. Downstairs lives a master eavesdropper hired by the military; upstairs, an agent hunting the Scientist; and the police officer who rounds up the infected drops by to check on everyone. They trade pleasantries in the stairwell, then close their doors and spy on one another, probing for weaknesses. All Anran wants is to recover her memory — until, in a dusty old file, she finds her own ID number. In this city, everyone holds two cards: one played face up, the other never to be turned over until death. And Anran's card? Even she hasn't seen it yet.