Alice Claire cannot remember why she won't talk, only the fact that she hasn't for many years. She bumps into a strange masked man who calls himself Cry, and together they begin to unfold the mystery behind her unspoken words together. The truth? It may seem to be too much for either of them to handle, and is her past more tortured than ever imaginable? And is this relation between the two simply a friendship, or could it blossom into something greater? . . . "The rain began to softly patter down, weaving through roof tiles and rain spouts, dripping off the edges of umbrellas and into the neck holes of sweaters, the sky a cold gray. It was days like these that Alice Claire lived for. To be able to step out her apartment door and into the sweet smelling grass and zip her coat up just a bit tighter and begin walking through the drizzling rain..." . .