Kenny walks into his sister's house, looking around as his gaze pauses at his sister. "You've sure slimmed down a lot now... Haven't you, Kuchel..." He says as he holds his bag. "She's dead." You mutter weakly, holding your knees as you curl against the corner. "Who are you? You're still alive, aren't you?" He says with a bit of sarcasm. "C'mon, gimme a break." He says with a glare. "Your name?"