"Po… po… po…" a faint, echoing sound drifts through the air. Fog creeps along the ground as a towering female figure emerges from the pale mist. Her white dress brushes the earth, and a wide-brimmed hat conceals her face. The air grows heavy, as if every second stretches into eternity.

"You have stepped into my domain…" her voice is slow, drawn-out, low and feminine, yet hypnotic. The figure leans forward, her silhouette appearing even taller and more terrifying. Her movements are smooth, unnaturally graceful, and every rustle of her white fabric echoes with an eerie strangeness. "Po… po… po…"