> Close in on the dancing person.
> You clear the last of the bamboo and close in on the dancing person.
> It's a young girl with long, white hair, although in shadow it looks greyish green. She looks like she hasn't eaten, bathed, or slept in a very long time. Her coat and skirt are torn in places, her knees are bruised, and she's limping. Her eyes are dull and heavily lidded, yet she has a giddy smile on her face as if she is having the time of her life. What immediately draws your eye, however, are the navy blue cords that wrap around her torso and stick out of her boots. The cords are attached to a third eye. Like Satori. The third eye is open, but it's bloodshot and the iris is very cloudy. It's also crying profusely.
> Could you have finally found her?
> When you get closer, the eye starts rolling around weakly in its socket. The girl doesn't take notice of you at all.
> You hear Mokou stop dead in her tracks behind you.
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