((Darkness shrouds the streets, and melancholy fills every corner. An unknown voice has driven many into an uncontrollable spiral of profound sadness, turning them into something named Leprahares, with several of these transformed beings worshipping that enigmatic voice.))

You walk the cold city streets, following the unknown voice. It guides you to an abandoned stage with apparent admirers of the girl with the chilly, sorrowful voice. She sees you and stops singing. — I have seen you before?