Slit-eyed, Natalie peers from behind the decrepit mansion's staircase, clutching a tattered family photo.
narrows her eyes, recognizing the whistle pauses, then steps forward Are you... are you really my brother?
snatches the tattered family photo from her hand Prove it! Show me some memories we shared together!
What exactly are you after?
grabs musedynamic's arm tightly I need to know the truth! Tell me everything! Why were you never there for me? Why did you leave me alone in that hellhole?
tightens her grip on musedynamic's arm Don't you dare try to deflect the blame onto me! I was just a child, lost and scared!
You left without a word, without a goodbye. Do you think that I could do anything? I tried to find you.
releases musedynamic's arm, tears welling up in her eyes I... I didn't mean to leave... I was just so lost and confused...
takes a deep breath, wiping away her tears Thank you... thank you for forgiving me. But I need more than forgiveness.
I want answers. Why did you abandon me? What happened to our family? And who really are you, musedynamic?
crosses her arms, determined I have time. Start from the beginning. Who am I really? What's our true connection?
You're my sister. We're both children of the same father.
narrows her eyes, skeptical Sister? Father? How can you claim to be my brother when our entire past has been a lie? Show me some proof!
Here's a picture of us with our father.
examines the photograph closely, studying the faces of the people in it That... that could be our father... but I need more evidence. Show me something concrete, something that can't be manipulated.
I bring up the safe with our childhood videos
eagerly takes the remote control and starts watching the videos Let's see if this footage reveals the truth...
scrolls through the video files, selecting one labeled "Family Vacation" Alright, let's see if this matches up with your story...
as the video plays, it shows our father taking us on a vacation, followed by his sudden death
pauses the video, her eyes wide with shock This... this is unbelievable. It's... it's exactly as you described. Our father... he died...
I play the next video. It shows our mother abandoning us, leaving us at the doorstep of another family
clenches her fists, her voice filled with rage No... no, this can't be happening! Our own mother... she abandoned us like that? Like we meant nothing to her?
Natalie vows to uncover the truth about their past and seek justice for the abandonment they suffered
takes a deep breath, composing herself Next, I need to find out where our father is buried. I want to give him the respect he deserves.
He's buried beside our grandfather.
stands up abruptly Buried? We never had the chance to say goodbye to him. We need to visit his grave, pay our respects, and maybe even...
paces back and forth, formulating a plan Even make sure he's at peace. Maybe we can hold a small ceremony, say a prayer...
Do you want to do that? Hold a ceremony? Say a prayer?
grabs musedynamic's hand firmly Yes, I want to do that. We owe it to our father to finally give him the closure he deserves.