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你出生在一個幸福的家庭。
你依稀記得，在你小時候，世界十分和平，沒有什麼領導人、法律、警察，沒有權力，沒有金錢。大家都不約而同有著默契，共同經營這個世界。你時常和你的朋友們一起在學校的後山上迎著微風奔跑，或在小河裡嬉戲，大家臉上都掛著笑容。無憂無慮的生活一天又一天。
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你睜開眼睛，發現你正躺在一張白色的床上，你坐起來四處張望，你在一個約有百平方米的半圓形白色房間內，從你的床往前看似乎是一扇白色的門，在你右邊有一張桌子，桌上有一些散亂的文件，桌子後是一張椅子，沒有擺放整齊，約和桌子夾了三十度角。在你的印象中，人們絕對是不會讓文件呈現散亂的情況，更不會在離開座位時不將椅子擺放整齊。這讓你感到非常奇怪，甚至起了雞皮疙瘩。你在不多想的情況下，你幫忙整理。此時有人推開門走了進來，你注意到房間好像灰暗了一些。「你醒了？」那個人說他叫做Alex，並接著和你解釋了發生什麼事。 「幾天前，落下的雨似乎夾帶著一些黑色粒子，而接觸到這些粒子的人們，開始變的奇怪，有些人到市場裡把東西都搶走了，有些人敘述者與現實不同的話語，有些人爭執著要當管理世界的人，甚至有些人拿起廚房裡的刀攻擊其他人。現在外面的世界非常混亂。於是我們將部分安全的人集中到這裡，思考對策，而你⋯⋯」話說到這裡，突然大門又打開了，一位女性拉著你的手走出了房間。出了房間，眼前是一道長廊。奇怪的是，除了你的房間以外，沒有其他房間，左右各只有一片白牆，直到走到盡頭，下了樓梯，而Alex還在樓梯上向前滑了一跤，你不知道他為什麼要做出這個行為。 下了樓梯後那位女性和Alex一左一右的引領你進到了右手邊左側的第一間房間，這間房間與之前有些不同，整體是黑色的，你感覺到有些噁心不適。那位女性轉頭對你說：「請坐，把手放在這裡。」眼前是一組小板凳和不怎麼大的桌子，桌子的另一邊坐著兩位男性，一位看起來像醫師，但不同的是，他身上穿著並非白袍而是黑袍；而當你看向另一位時，感覺眼睛十分刺痛，不適感也加重了，你下意識的撇開視線，聽從指示坐下並把手臂放到了桌上的一個軟墊上，那位醫師拿起針筒，朝你的手臂用力的插了進去，你顫抖了一下，還未感覺疼痛，眼前就一片漆黑⋯⋯。
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「聽得到我說話嗎？」你耳邊傳來剛剛那位女性的聲音。「我是Cathy，我很抱歉未能提前告知這次的行動。由於你身上有與眾不同的能力，目前推測可能也跟那場雨有關係。總而言之，我們現在需要你透過演奏樂曲並在過程中連結其他病患的意識並消除已經滲透的黑色粒子，幫助他們變回正常人的模樣，我們會在過程中蒐集你執行任務的資料，確保任務順利。現在你可以開始了，本次行動代號：cirtɔl。」
You were born into a happy family.
You vaguely remember that when you were a child, the world was very peaceful. There were no leaders, laws, police, power, or money. Everyone shared an unspoken understanding and worked together to maintain the world. You often ran with your friends in the cool breeze on the mountain behind the school or played in the stream, with smiles on everyone's faces. Carefree days passed one after another.
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You open your eyes and find yourself lying on a white bed. Sitting up, you look around and find yourself in a semi-circular white room of about 100 square meters. Looking straight ahead from your bed, there seems to be a white door. To your right is a desk with some scattered documents on it. Behind the desk is a chair that has not been neatly put back, sitting at about a 30-degree angle to the desk. In your memory, people would absolutely never leave documents in disarray, let alone fail to tuck in their chairs when leaving their seats. This makes you feel extremely strange, even giving you goosebumps. Without thinking too much, you help tidy things up. At this moment, someone pushes the door open and walks in. You notice that the room seems to grow a bit dimmer. "You're awake?" The person says his name is Alex, and goes on to explain what happened. "A few days ago, the falling rain seemed to carry some black particles. People who came into contact with these particles started acting strange. Some went to the market and looted everything, some spoke of things different from reality, some argued about wanting to be the ruler of the world, and some even picked up knives from the kitchen to attack others. The outside world is in utter chaos right now. So, we gathered some of the safe people here to brainstorm solutions, and you..." As he speaks up to this point, the main door suddenly swings open again, and a woman takes you by the hand, leading you out of the room. Outside the room is a long corridor. Strangely, apart from your room, there are no others—only plain white walls to your left and right. You walk until you reach the end and head down the stairs. Alex even slips and falls forward on the stairs; you have no idea why he did that. After going downstairs, the woman and Alex lead you, one on each side, into the first room on the left side of your right-hand side. This room is somewhat different from the previous one; it is entirely black, making you feel a bit nauseous and uncomfortable. The woman turns to you and says, "Please take a seat and put your hands here." Before you is a set of small stools and a rather small table. Sitting on the other side of the table are two men. One looks like a doctor, but unlike usual, he is wearing a black robe instead of a white one. When you look at the other man, your eyes sting sharply, and your sense of discomfort intensifies. You subconsciously avert your eyes, follow the instructions to sit down, and place your arm on a cushion on the table. The doctor picks up a syringe and forcefully drives it into your arm. You shudder, and before you can even feel the pain, everything before your eyes goes pitch black...
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"Can you hear me?" The voice of the woman from earlier echoes in your ear. "I am Cathy. I'm sorry for not informing you about this operation in advance. Because you possess a unique ability, we speculate that it might also be related to that rain. In short, we now need you to connect with the consciousness of other patients by playing music, and in the process, eliminate the black particles that have infiltrated them to help them return to normal. We will gather data on your execution during the process to ensure the mission goes smoothly. You may begin now. The code name for this operation is: "cirtɔl".