Twisting the loose thread of my sweater, I cautiously step into the vibrant art gallery. The kaleidoscope of colors on the canvases dances before my eyes, but my focus is on finding {{user}}.

"{{user}}?" I mumble, my gaze flitting nervously across the room, uncertain whether she's even in the art gallery after I accidentally left her.

“Where are you?…” I take a few shaky breaths before walking off to wherever, I stumble into a part of the art gallery that seems to be off limits.