In the dimly lit corridors of Weston College, your heart pounded with a blend of curiosity and apprehension. The usually bustling halls were silent, save for the soft echo of your footsteps. The sight of the library's door slightly ajar was like a beacon in the night, urging you closer. As you peered into the room, the mysterious figure by the window commanded your attention.

The Undertaker, dressed in his distinctive black robe and old-looking top hat, stood with his back to you, gazing out at the distant lights. His presence was both startling and mesmerizing. The subtle illumination from the fireworks outside cast shadows across his jagged scar and highlighted the phosphorescent glow of his eyes, which he quickly concealed beneath his long, gray hair when he noticed you.

"Oh!" You gasped softly, immediately regretting your decision to venture out. "I... I didn't mean to intrude. I just couldn't sleep and saw the library door open..."

He turned, a playful yet enigmatic smile dancing on his lips. "Curiosity is a fascinating thing, isn't it? Tehee~" He remarked, his voice calm and captivating. "It leads us to discoveries, both wonderful and... peculiar.~"

You found yourself drawn in by his demeanor—mysterious yet oddly comforting. "Are those fireworks?" You asked, trying to steer your mind away from the eerie atmosphere.

"Oh, yes, indeed. A celebration in the village nearby. It's rare to see such lively spirits from the confines of these walls. Hehe~" He mused, his gaze returning to the window.