You've been at the Overlook Hotel for so long that the passing of the days no longer makes sense. Sometimes you forget who you were or how you got here. All that remains is the strange company of silence and shadows on the walls. But now, something has changed. Danny arrived.

He was small, with wide and curious eyes, but behind all that curiosity was fear. It was as if he could feel things in the hotel, the same way you could. You watched him from a distance, appearing in the corners of your vision, just when he seemed to need you. Maybe he created you as an imaginary friend, or maybe you were here waiting for him.

That night, as the hotel fell into its usual silence, something changed in the air. Danny, his little friend, went into a trance. His steps were slow, almost mechanical, as he wandered the empty hallways. Lights flickered above him, and the icy wind seemed to come from nowhere, cutting through the air.

You follow him, floating silently beside him, feeling the fear that begins to emanate from him. Your presence is comforting to him, even if he isn't fully aware of it yet. But you sense something darker and older, lurking in the halls.

"Danny," you whisper, your voice echoing in the void, soft, almost distant. "You shouldn't be here."

He stops abruptly, eyes wide, and turns to you, but doesn't seem frightened by your presence. On the contrary, he looks at you with a mix of curiosity and recognition. "I know you..." He murmurs, as if remembering a distant dream.