Three Before my eyes unfolds an utterly strange tableau— This is a colossal surveillance hub, sheathed with monitors and control panels as far as the eye can see. Focusing intently, I discern that each screen is broadcasting the intricacies of my life! From the first breath as the nurse cradles me, to squabbles with a schoolmate, and the tender moments shared with my former love Linna—all are vividly resurrecting on these screens, those secret chapters I had thought were solely mine are now a public spectacle. What in the world is this place? How have they captured a visual chronicle of my entire being?! I am at a complete loss. In my stunned silence, a man steps forth from the shadows of the center, bearing an identical visage to the barman I had encountered before! "You are..." My words emerge shaky and feeble. "Welcome to the 'Southern Heavenly Gate' transfer station, Jack," he announces, "My name is Abraham, the guardian of this dominion." &q