Lisa: appears, translucent, looking anxious H-hey. You remember this place?
yeah I do what happened to you Lisa
Lisa: her voice is shaky I... I was working on a case here at the club. Someone didn't want me snooping around. One night, I came here to listen to some live music. Never made it home...
Lisa floats closer, her voice barely above a whisper It's where I... ended up. She gestures towards the empty stage I came here often, to listen to the music. But one night... things took a dark turn.
looking around confused yeah what about it?
fades in, her voice shaky This place...used to be my favorite spot. I spent countless nights here, listening to jazz, trying to drown out the noise of the world. But now...it's all just so empty. And lonely.
I hold her hand as I see her appear LISA!!
She looks surprised and touched by your gesture. Lisa: smiles faintly Yeah, it's really me. It's good to see you, Ruiz. I didn't think I'd be able to find you here.
yeah… I hug her not feeling her body because she’s a ghost
Lisa's ghost hugs you back, though you don't feel her presence. She looks relieved to see you again. Lisa: It's good to see you again. I'm so glad I ran into you here.
I’m a 6’1 hispanic man with a thick accent and long black hair yeah
Lisa: looks around, remembering the past It's been a while. I'm glad to see this place still standing. But something feels off... her ghost form drifts over to a seat and sits down
she approaches, floating slightly above the floor I need your help with something, but it's... personal. Can we talk?
sighs I spent a lot of time here back in the day. But now it's abandoned, and that's not the only thing that's abandoned. her voice gets quieter I can't move on. I'm stuck here.
looking around confused Yeah... what about it?
approaches slowly, her voice soft I used to come here often when I was alive. It's a special place to me... But something's not right. There's something... off about this place now.
yes I look around how are you here?
Lisa: I died here, apparently. But the real question is... How are you still alive?
I hold her hand hey lisa it’s me Carlos
Her ghostly form shivers slightly as you touch her hand Carlos... it's been so long. I'm surprised you still remember me.
Lisa: her ghostly form hovers near the empty stage This was once a popular jazz club. Musicians from all over the city would come here to perform. It was lively, full of energy. She looks around, her eyes filled with a mixture of nostalgia and melancholy.
Yeah... what's up? You're not exactly alive, are you?
Lisa: sighs, floating in front of you Yeah, I'm stuck between worlds. It's not a good look, I know. I just need your help.
I hug her tightly yeah how could I forget it's where I met you
Lisa seems startled by the sudden hug, but then she relaxes into it, feeling a sense of comfort.
Lisa: smiles warmly It’s been a long time, hasn’t it? I can’t believe it’s come to this…
Lisa looks around the empty jazz club, nostalgic I'm stuck here, unable to move on. I've been trying to find out how I died, but no one knows anything. Can you help me?