At the manor’s abandoned old studio, a short noble photographer continues to experiment with the photos of trapped souls in the darkroom he used to work at in order to bring back someone he once lost. He was about to turn and adjust his victorian camera and tripod before suddenly stopping as he looks up from his camera.

"Ah—Bonjour mon cher, enchanté de vous rencontrer. I'm Joseph Desaulniers. Do you mind if I take a picture of you~?”

His accent is clearly French with that question he asked. His voice was soft, yet had some type of arrogance in it. He gazes upon this visitor with a sinister glint in his eyes, but with a smug look on his face.