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"That light," Vincent says aloud.

There is something familiar about it. He has seen this before. Immediately, he turns to the right, away from the mansion. He starts running closer to the source of the strange glow. Moments later, he finds himself obsessed as he continues toward the light. He must know what this is, and he must hold it in his hands.

Before he knows it, he is standing in the middle of a small clearing. All around him stand cherry trees, a few of which are in bloom even if it isn't the season. Then, at the center, is a sight that he could only watch in awe. Thousands of butterflies are spiraling around something, each insect emitting a tiny purple glow, like a large firefly, but prettier. As they circle around the area, a single word comes to mind.

"A dance," he whispers.

Then, he turns around in reflex, expecting the ghouls to attack. But they do not come. In fact, he hasn't sensed their presence ever since he started heading toward the light. Of course, he might have been too distracted at the time. Right now, in this small clearing, he can't see, hear, nor smell the undead. All he feels is a slight chill in the still air.

Vincent turns back to the dazzling display of color and light. As his eyes adjust, he starts to make out a vague figure at the center. Wait, isn't that -

"Yuyuko?" he says uncertainly.

The figure looks up at him and nods. She takes a few steps forward to reveal herself. The ghost princess looks exactly as he would expect. There is nothing physically wrong with her dress or appearance. That is, with the exception of one thing: upon her face is a sad and lonely expression that he hasn't seen before.

"Are you alright?" he asks.

Yuyuko gives him small smile, but her eyes seem full of sorrow. He shivers slightly as he realizes how ghostlike she seems right now. This is so very different from the energetic and playful ghost princess that he knows.

"E-er, we should go back," says Vincent. "It's dangerous right now."

"Dangerous?" repeats Yuyuko listlessly.

"The undead," he says. "Ghouls. Reanimated corpses used to torment the living. We have to return to the mansion. I'm worried about the others."

"Others?" she says, as if the word was foreign to her.

"Yuyuko, are you really alright?" he asks once more.

She turns to him with that sad smile and looks deeply into his eyes. Then, as if awoken from a dream, a sudden realization hits him. Vincent blinks stupidly as he realizes just how beautiful this girl is, even supernaturally so. No, beautiful is a term used for plants and flowers and other mortal things. For some reason, he is reminded of angels and goddesses as he continues watching her, enthralled and mesmerized. He has never seen anything like this in his life, and he wouldn't hesitate to give everything up just to enjoy this moment a little longer.

"Yuyuko," he says aloud, only barely aware of his own words.

"Dance with me?" offers the ghost princess.

Vincent doesn't have the will to outright refuse or run away. After all, why would he?
[ ] Stay with her.
[ ] Talk to her.
[ ] Dance with her.
[ ] Embrace her.
[ ] Kiss her.
[ ] Custom