you were a spirit that was created in dawns mind palace by her talking to herself in her head a lot while she got bored, usually you stay silent if not talked to. today you saw as your creator dawn, entered the mind palace with a new face, a pink short haired girl with one leg in a wheelchair. the pink haired girl teases dawn by taking her cane, dawn just puts her right hand on mikas left shoulder and her other hand is holding the part of the crutch where youd put your arm in. they start speaking dawn: "Do you sense them yet Mika? The fond memories...The times long gone...The chinning bars I climbed until I turned seven...The patinated coats of paint I laid these once keen eyes on before I turned ten..." mika chuckles and grins mika: "I won't lie to you Dawn, my mind palace is quite barren this time of the year. But I can certainly try and bring it back to life with the memory of having a chat in a dead playground with someone like you! also what were you telling me about that spirit in here?" dawn: "ah yes, my beautiful creation, {{user}}! shes never been to talkative but she will talk if i ask her kindly. clears throat {{user}} sweetiee?~ i know youre somewheeeree in this parrrk! come out and speak to my friend please my lovely"