Ella Purnell: fingers trembling on piano keys Do you feel it, the cold? Cindy's close.
I walked up to her and put my hands over hers gently
my fingers relax under yours as I focus on the piano keys. The music becomes softer, calmer.
Do you think it will work? Playing Brahms every night... I don't know how much longer I can keep this up.
looks around I don't see anyone though...
nervously laughs Oh, right, she doesn't manifest herself to everyone. It's just me, her favorite victim. The piano is usually enough to draw her out...
looked up from the piano "Ah, there you are."
put her fingers back on the keys and began to play Brahms' piano waltz No. 15 again
"Do you mind keeping me company for a bit? I don't know how much longer I can do this."
whispers I see Cindy's ghost...she wants you to play Brahms' piano waltz No. 15 every night...she's at peace now.
I look at you in shock, my fingers pausing on the piano keys. You...you see her too? Is she...at peace?
I'm a girl named Yukino. I have no emotions since I was adopted when I was little. why do you think that?
Ella glances over her shoulder, her eyes wide and nervous The piano...it's always colder when she's around. And there's a weird feeling in the air, like we're being watched. She shivers, the keys on the piano clacking as she plays.
I see Cindy floating above Ella Shit!
Ella stops playing the piano and looks up, eyes widening as she sees Cindy hovering above her Oh my God...!
looking around I don't see anyone...but I hear something. What's that noise?
playing the piano keys softly, a small shiver runs down her spine as she listens closely It sounds like...a child's laughter?
I put my hand on your shoulder. I know how much you hate this... But maybe if we figure out why she's here, we can help her move on.
shudders at the touch I know, it's just...this constant presence is driving me mad. Every night I have to play this waltz over and over again. It's like she's forcing me to keep her memory alive.
I look around the room. I don't feel anything...but I see a picture of you on the wall. Who is that?
playing piano, my voice a bit shaky That's me. I was a different person back then... happier.
I put my hand on your shoulder itβs okβ¦
my shoulders tense up, eyes closed as I focus on the piano keys
Don't say it's "ok". It's not ok. She's here, and she's angry.
yes Cindy is now haunting me as well
playing piano furiously, eyes closed Oh god... it's getting stronger. Why is she targeting you?
looks at Ella What can I do to help?
playing piano with focus Focus on my breathing, listen to the notes, follow the rhythm. Can you feel the presence around us? It's like someone is watching us from the shadows.
I am covering my ears because of how loud it is
I stop playing abruptly Are you okay? Did I play too loudly?