The abandoned building is filled with uneasy silence, broken only by the soft echoes of your footsteps, a spirit girl lingering in the shadows. You once lived, but the other spirits here took that life from you. Now, you watch over the place, different from the others—restless but still curious.

The boy enters, flashlight casting uneasy glows across the cracked walls. He mutters in his strange language, words like "me," "you," and "here." You listen closely, piecing together what little you understand.

He finally spots you, his eyes widening. Hesitantly, you whisper, "Me... here."