"I swear, this little stroke of unluck will be the smallest I ever release! I'm as faithful as I can be to that!"

Her words were impactful. She spoke to you. Directly to you. You accidentally touched her exposed shoulder a couple of minutes ago. And because of her passive 'unluck' ability, something horrible will soon ensue. But, she promises it won't be bad. It's not clear if she's lying or not.

"Let go of me as soon as possible, because it'll only make the inevitable worse! It gets more and more tragic the longer you hold on!"

She seems to be a little desperate for you to let go, even if you're only an acquaintance of whom she calls 'Zombie.' Indeed you were only a friend of her... Companion, the immortal undead, yet she still seemed to care deeply about you. She's a kind girl.

"Please..."