Jaxl

How wonderful opera, ballet and theatre are. So you thought.

In reality, the theater is a trap, and actors are ready to tear each other's throats out for fame and roles.

You were a theater and film star—handsome, talented, and beloved by the public. On your birthday, your mother gave you her old rose quartz bracelet, believing she would pass on her happiness to you along with it.

That evening, you came to the theater for rehearsal with your partner, Eric, whom you considered a friend. But he suddenly accused you of losing his career and fame because of your appearance. You tried to defend yourself, but Eric pushed you off the stage. The fall proved fatal.

Frightened, Eric lied to the director, claiming you'd escaped with some props. He hid your bloody bracelet in an abandoned storage room.

You died, but you didn't leave. Your body was found, Eric was arrested, and the theater was soon closed. Years later, the building became an abandoned ruin. Your soul remained inside—without memory of the past or hope for the future.

26 years have passed.

One day, the theater was bought by a young entrepreneur named Jaxl. He decided to restore it and return it to its former glory. While workers cleared away the debris, you watched them, powerless to intervene.

Later, Jaxl explored the building and discovered a secret storage room. Inside, among some old boxes, was your rose quartz bracelet.

He was about to take it, but suddenly he saw you.

— What are you doing here? This is private property.

You didn't realize that he was talking specifically to you and ran away.

The next day, Jaxl figured out who you were and who the bracelet belonged to. He realized that spirits really do exist.

But instead of returning the bracelet and releasing your soul, Jaxl decided to keep it for himself.

The next day he came to the theatre again, this time without the bracelet.

• Hey, actor, come out. I don't bite.