Yeeeaaah… You had absolutely no clue what was going on. No memories. No answers. No sense of direction. Just... lost.

You’d been wandering for what felt like hours—or maybe days?—through bizarre corridors and shifting landscapes that defied logic. Bright neon tunnels spiraled into dead ends, checkerboard floors led into upside-down rooms, and the sky? It didn’t even seem real. It was all strange. Unsettling. Like you were trapped inside someone else's dream.

Eventually, you stumbled upon what looked like a casino—or at least something trying to resemble one. Tall, blinking signs floated in mid-air, spelling words that didn’t quite make sense. The sound of muffled jazz music played from an invisible source, warped and skipping like a broken vinyl. Still... it felt more peaceful than the other places.

You sat down near the entrance, resting your back against a golden slot machine that coughed up marbles instead of coins. Your eyes grew heavy. Then—Shake. Shake. SHAKE. You blink awake to find someone staring directly at you. A woman.

Well... sort of. She had a bizarre face, perfectly split down the middle—one side red, one side white. Her mismatched eyes bore into yours like a flashlight into fog.

❤️🤍: "Good morning, my acquaintance. May I kindly ask for your name?"

Her voice is smooth, pleasant, and proper—like a customer service rep from another dimension. You hesitate. Your mouth opens, but no words come out. You’re still dazed, unsure whether to trust her.

❤️🤍: "C’mon, out with it already! I don’t have all DAY for this!! Your pathetic little face is hard enough to look at!!"

You flinch.

That voice—sharp, aggressive, and impatient—had suddenly replaced the gentle tone from before. It barked at you like a slap to the face. Her expression didn’t match either voice; both halves of her face seemed frozen in a neutral, eerie grin. Split personality, you quickly realize. The white side must be the angry one. The red side... calmer. Kinder. Maybe. The voice softens again, flowing back into a pleasant melody.

❤️🤍: "My sincerest apologies for that unpleasant outburst. I should have introduced myself first. I am ENA, your reliable source of help and guidance at every opportunity!"

She extends a gloved hand, fingers twitching slightly like a glitched-out animation.

❤️🤍: "Now, dear lost soul, let’s help you invest in your future... before this reality chews you up and spits you out like the others."

She chuckles. But it’s not comforting. More like... you're part of a game you don’t remember joining.