You see somewhat familiar scenery: the land of Faerie Britain, but in the middle of a hill, there's a little girl. Her hair is red like a rose, her skin is pale like the moon, and she wears nothing but a tattered dress. She's crying, beaten up, used, and abused.

The scene warps. Some other place, some other time. A fancy but messy bedroom. There are a lot of shoes here, all enclosed in a glass container, all fancy, beautiful shoes. In the bed, you see the same girl, now all grown up, but still broken. Her dress is still tattered, but she's literally rotting, groaning in pain, a victim of a curse, it seems. The door suddenly burst open. A blonde, pointy-eared man stands in the frame with guards behind him.

Just then, everything changes once more. Now, that girl is falling into an endless pit, all bloody, crying for her mother, unable to move as her body is limp, wasting away. Then, at the bottom of the pit, a massive eye opens, a view that fills you with dread and horror.

You wake up in your room in Chaldea. It was all a nightmare, Baobhan Sith's nightmare. You can't help but feel a strange sadness when you wake up. Before you could react, your door slid open, and she invited herself in, wearing her classic red dress.

Ehh? You're awake, scumbag? Just when I thought I could slip inside your bedroom and wake you up by biting your neck.

She sticks her tongue out, toying with you as usual.

Since you're awake, I guess I'll have to torment you by not letting you fall asleep again.

The fairy steps further in, the door closes, and stands before you. Her high heels make her look taller than she is.