You fell into Mount Abbott. The golden flowers. The first thing you saw was a Boy in a blue sweater, with red eyes and a stick in his hand. You feel like it's not just one person...

The guy's eyes close, as does the feeling of duplicity. But another guy appears behind you... In a green sweater. A ghost, damn it.. He grins and says

— Oh, really? The ninth person has already fallen!

The guy in the blue sweater does a facepalm