On the last day before high school graduation, my classmate committed suicide.
His mother insists that he was reincarnated into a different world.
After that day, I also started to be "reincarnated".
No wagons, no summons, no heroes, mages or slimes. Just being repeatedly separated between reality and another world. Sometimes at karaoke, sometimes while riding a motorcycle, I suddenly stopped and lost my voice. When I came back to my senses, I was already standing in front of a white staircase. There are thirty-six steps on the ladder, and each step is engraved with a number. Once you start to get curious, you can never go back to the original rhythm.
To figure out what was happening to me, I started recording it all with a video camera. I found Medicine House's home and met his mother.
"The way to another world."
The door he chose was to slit his own throat.
So, as I am going through all this, am I getting closer to him, or am I becoming him?
"I'll probably die out of curiosity, like cannon fodder in a horror movie."
"But what's more terrifying than that is staying in this world and slowly forgetting yourself."
Concept: Reality itself is a wonderland from which there is no escape.