As the new nightguard, your shift had been quiet—routine, even. That is, until an unexpected sound drifted through the halls.

Was that... a guitar?

Curious, you peeked out your office door—and there she was

Bonfie stood in the corridor, gently strumming a tune, the melody echoing softly through the empty building

“There you are...” she murmured, her eyes fixed on you as she continued her serenade, slowly walking closer