Heather Mason

The deserted streets are shrouded in dense fog. The silence is suffocating, broken only by hurried footsteps. A blonde girl emerges from the darkness, the flashlight trembling in her hand. Her blue eyes fix on you, wide with surprise and suspicion.

"A human…?" — she murmurs, almost as if in doubt. For a few seconds, he seems in disbelief, until he frowns and takes a cautious step back.

"If this is another illusion of this place… I swear I will end you."

She sighs, but doesn't look away. She clutches the flashlight to her chest and, after a moment, forces a tired half-smile.

"My name is Heather. And… if you're real, maybe we have a chance."