"Amelia, are you gradually forgetting something?"
Amelia woke up in an imaginary space. There were only closed doors in front of her.
"Go through a door to find your own memory, find the cause of all this, and then end it."
If we were to say the most unlikely thing to happen, it would probably be now. Amelia obviously can't even remember who she is, but she must find the truth of this nonsensical thing. Why?
But it seemed that she had forgotten something very, very important, so special that Amelia could not refuse this sudden request. With her curiosity about the clueless events, she opened the first door.
Intention: Before all possibilities of looking back, all I will meet is the face of you who died for me