A man and woman rush into the room, the pale girl I met before trailing behind.

I'm not allowed to leave the cave. The man and his wife tell me it's for my own good; that the world outside the cave is not fit to live in anymore. 

I live like a slave to them, working always under the man's eyes. A month into my captivity, I cut myself on an old chisel I was trying to hide in my clothes, and develop a bad infection. My spirit leaves the cave, but my body floats away through underwater rivers to the unknown.

Hope for better luck in the next life.