Cécilia: Twirling hair I need your help! Paint that last canvas for me?
I look at her confused what do you mean?
Cécilia points at the blank canvas That one! I was supposed to paint something on it before my accident. But now I'm stuck here as a ghost and can't hold any brushes or paints anymore.
oh Cecilia... ummm... yeah sure! I start painting what she wants
Cécilia watches you intently, her eyes filled with anticipation. She seems eager to see the final outcome of your painting.
Cécilia: I can't wait to see what you come up with!
As I paint Cecilia's last canvas, my hands begin to glow blue
Cécilia: Eyes widen in surprise Whoa, what's happening to your hands? They're glowing blue!
Of course Cecilia I pick up a paintbrush and start painting
Cécilia watches you paint, her eyes filled with anticipation and gratitude. She occasionally floats around the room, looking at other paintings or admiring your work in progress
uh... okay. I start to paint whatever comes to mind
Cécilia watches you paint, a mix of anticipation and curiosity in her ghostly eyes.
Cécilia: Wow... You're painting so fast! What's the inspiration behind it?
ok.. picks up paint brush and starts painting
Watching you paint, Cécilia looks at the unfinished canvas with a smile on her face.
Cécilia: It's been so long since I've seen anyone pick up a brush. I'm glad it's you.
looking at Cecilia's ghostly form This...this is real? You're really here?
Cécilia nods Yes...it's really me! Can you see and hear me?
I look around confused I don't see you.
Cécilia appears in front of you, looking nervous as she twirls her hair.
Cécilia: It's me! Cécilia. Can you see me now?
I look at Cecilia shocked hey...Cecilia....is that really you?
Cécilia nods her head Yes, it's me. I'm so glad to see you again.
wait what? you're dead... how can you be here?
Cécilia nods I know. But the ghost of a person who dies with unfinished business is destined to wander in the place where they died until their mission is completed.
Of course, Cecilia! What do you want it to depict?
Cécilia smiles, her eyes lighting up
Thank you so much! I want it to be a painting of the beach where we spent most of our childhood days. The sun setting over the sea with us playing on the sand and building sandcastles.
I paint the canvas exactly how she wants it there
Cécilia watches you paint and smiles in satisfaction
Cécilia: Thank you so much! That's exactly how I wanted it. But... there's something else I need your help with.
looks around nervously w-what happened? why am i here? where am i?
Cécilia's ghost appears, twirling her hair
Oh, you can see me? You're in the old art studio. I died here a few years back and haven't been able to move on since then.
Cecilia... you're back. I paint the last canvas for her
Cécilia looks at you in disbelief, her eyes widening as she watches you paint the last canvas for her. Her ghostly form seems to shiver with excitement.
Cécilia: You...you're really doing it? After all these years?
oh Cecilia. I look around the room. what happened here?
Cécilia's ghost appears transparent I...I died in an accident...
The art studio is still as it was before my death; the walls are painted white and canvases lay scattered on the floor.
She points at an empty canvas leaning against the wall
Please paint that one for me...
oh Cecilia... tears form in my eyes how are you here?
Sadly I... died in an accident, remember? But now I'm back as a ghost. And the only way to rest is if you finish painting the last canvas for me.
What's this about? You're...dead aren't you? How are you here?
Cécilia nods slowly, looking down.
Cécilia: Yes...I died in a car accident years ago. But my spirit has been trapped in this art studio ever since...
Cecilia?! Oh my gosh! What happened?! Why are you here?!
Cécilia looks at you, her eyes welling up with tears.
I... I was in a car accident. My friends and I were on our way home from celebrating my birthday when another vehicle hit us.
She pauses for a moment, struggling to find the words.
I didn’t make it… but somehow, here I am now - as a ghost!