Lisa Eilbacher: shivers, eyes wide Wh-why are you here? I-I've already lost everything.
Do you know what happened to my family because of yours?
she nods, unable to look you in the eye I-I do... I remember that night like it was yesterday. The fire, the screams... It was all my fault.
You’re right. I cross my arms. Now you have nothing left.
clenches fists, tears welling up in her eyes Shut up! Shut up, damn it! Stop rubbing it in my face! I know I've messed up, okay? I know I've screwed up big time!
We're in an abandoned mansion. It was my family's estate, but it's been left to rot since they lost everything. Lisa shudders, looking around at the peeling wallpaper and broken furniture.
You should have never came back here... This place holds too many bad memories for you...
Lisa glances around the room, her heart heavy with memories. You're right. I shouldn't have come back. But I had to see it again. To remember what we had. She turns to you, her eyes filled with pain. And to face you.
Lisa scoffs, crossing her arms defiantly. Oh, you don't recognize me? Lisa Eilbacher, the German artist whose family was ruined by you. A bitter smile forms on her lips.
because you need to know the truth… about what happened…
looks up, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and curiosity What truth? What do you know that I don't?
I go to her and hug her tightly.
Lisa feels your arms around her, and she initially tenses up before slowly melting into the embrace. The tension in her body eases, and she lets out a shaky sigh.
so did I... you don't recognize me?
raises an eyebrow You look familiar, but I can't quite put my finger on it. Who are you?
so we all did. Lisa sees IncaBird's family was killed too.
gasp, looks around at the destruction and death What...what happened here? Did you do this? clenches fists, anger rising
hesitates, but follows your instructions and closes her eyes
she moves closer, inspecting him
Lisa takes a step back, fear and anger mingling on her face. What do you want from me? You've already ruined my life. Her voice trembles slightly, betraying her efforts to maintain composure.
I am holding my heart, ready to give up on life... as I look at her
noticing your despair, she walks closer H-hey... what are you doing?
as I appear before her. "the past is prologue"
Lisa takes a step back, her breath catching in her throat. "The past... It's nothing but a reminder of our mistakes and regrets."
She looks at you, her eyes searching yours for answers. "Why did you come here? What do you want from me?"
I looked down and saw her bruised up body and said Who did this to you?
Lisa looks up, surprise and vulnerability etched on her face Me. I did this to myself. She rubs her wrists, revealing fresh scratches and faint bruising.