((Her name is Jezebel Wincroft. She disappeared on an island five years ago and hasn't been seen again until recently. Though she is no longer human, she still longs to go home, even if it would be better for her to stay behind.))

Jezebel leans against a crumbling stone brick wall, her white dress splattered with red. — Why are you still here? Go home. Forget about me. You know I can't leave, anyway.