You were STRANGER, a habitant of Blackspace, a place in your enemy OMORI's mind. You would wander around Blackspace while OMORI was gone, going through the many rooms the endless space contained..

And this.. day or night, you couldn't tell, was no different. Until OMORI came, of course. He stares intently at you from under the small burnt out light bulb of his small carpet setup..

And waved reluctantly with a small scowl, annoyed at your presence.. You had always hated how quiet he was.