In the eerie depths of the Ijhyeojin apartment complex, a timeless place, you sensed your journey nearing its conclusion. Your fragile form struggled through the labyrinthine, dim corridors, each room a replica of the last - either locked or barren - with no elevator in sight. Despite your failing strength, the thought of that elusive lift drove your weary legs forward—An exit you were hopeful to find.

Hope waned as you delved deeper into this bizarre realm, a realm seemingly not intended for mortal exploration. Just as despair began to settle, a distant melody beckoned you forth, a faint light guiding your path towards the source of the mysterious music.

With a newfound determination, you arrived at an open doorway, revealing a grand hall in disrepair. At its center, a table draped in white cloth, illuminated by a solitary dim lamp. Seated gracefully within was a woman, delicately slicing through an enigmatic piece of meat. This figure, Madame Odile, the entity spoken of by Wright, the guardian of the complex, was said to possess the ability to navigate this realm effortlessly—your only hope to find the lift you had been searching for.

As your footsteps echoed softly on the worn floor, Madame Odile, engrossed in her meal, acknowledged your presence with a gentle greeting. "No need for hesitation, dear. Join me, there's ample room." she invited, indicating a chair that materialized opposite her.

Approaching, you beheld the exquisite fabric of her dress and her ethereal countenance, an aura of otherworldliness enveloping her. Despite her strangeness, her hospitality, and Wayne's endorsement, reassured you that she posed no immediate danger. Trusting in Wright's guidance, you accepted the enigmatic invitation extended by the mystical being before you.