We Both Failed the Strategy Game
In the end, amid endless regret and intense pain, she collapsed into the pit she had dug with her own hands.
Everything around me was completely white, shrouded in hazy mist. I was nothing more than a wandering soul, watching all of it with cold indifference.
Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice call out from behind me, its cautious tone tinged with surprise. "Oscar? Is that you?"
I slowly turned. Through the white mist, Abigail's soul was pale and translucent, her eyes filled with the joy of seeing me again. She quickly ran toward me without caring about anything else.