Another day in Twilight town. Namine as usual was in her room in the "Haunted Mansion" as nicknamed this house, residents.
She sighed. Every day was the same: drawing and restore Sora's memory. Of course, now her helped Riku, Diz, but Nobody felt caught. Just like in Castle Oblivion. She just wanted to have a friend who would understand her. But who wants to be friends with the witch? That's right no one wanted it.
Suddenly a strange sound interrupted the blonde thought. Putting a sketchbook on the table, she turned and gasped in surprise.
Black portal opened in the room. But who opened it? Namine couldn't open the corridors of darkness. Nor could Diz, only Riku, could open them.
Suddenly an invisible wind entered the room and began to push the girl to the portal. She tried to resist, but the wind was stronger and Namine being in the portal, lost consciousness, and the portal is closed.
Meanwhile in Shibuya.
Joshua was walking through the streets of Shibuya lost in thought. A month has passed since he wanted to destroy the city. But they have solved the problem and now composer toiled for boredom. Yeah, now he has friends, but even they do not distract him from boredom.
Suddenly, right in front of him there was a black portal, and girl appeared, and before she fell to the ground, Joshua caught her, and the portal has disappeared as quickly as it had appeared.
The blond looked at the stranger: she had blonde hair almost the same as his she was dressed in a white dress and blue sandals on her feet.
"I need to help her," he thought, and took her into his arms went to the Hanekoma s cafe
Back in Twilight Town.
"Diz Namine is gone," Diz as always sitting at the computer, when Riku walked in.
The man turned around in his chair, "What do you mean gone? We have to find her before the Organization otherwise this will slow process recovering of memory. Find her.
Riku nodded "Yes Diz," and with these words disappeared into the portal.
Namine stirred and opened her eyes. She was in a room with green wallpaper, parquet a small coffee table and couch on which she lay.
The front door opened and man with black hair walked in. He smiled.
"Oh, you woke up," the man said, walking up to her, "how do you feel?
Namine was silent, not knowing what to say. Suddenly, she heard another voice.
"Well Sanae our sleeping beauty woke up?" And the young man appeared in the doorway.
He was about her age, with blond hair and violet eyes. On his face was a smirk.
"Good morning sleeping beauty."