Literary edition copy: When tomorrow turns into today, yesterday, and finally a day that is no longer important in memory, we suddenly find ourselves being pushed forward by time without knowing it. This is not the illusion that we are moving forward in a stationary train when we intersect with adjacent trains, but that we are actually growing and becoming another ourselves in this matter.
Concise version of the copy: The story of a sinister young man who tortured a mentally retarded little girl