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The fog is empty, the night feels small.
The chase is quiet, the killers too still—
We need you back to break the chill.
Your laugh, your light, the way you’d flee,
Dodging the hunters so effortlessly.
The flashlight’s dimmed, the hooks are bare,
Without you here, it’s just despair.
Come back, Bee, don’t let it end,
The game’s not the same without my friend.
The fog’s so lonely, the night so long—
Come back to us, where you belong.
No laughter or buzzing, no thrill.
Bee once chased killers through the night,
Her spirit, a spark, burning bright.
But now the hive is silent and still,
No playful tricks, no chase, no thrill.
Yun Jin sighs, a memory dear,
"Where are you, Bee? I wish you were here."
The Entity waits, cold and aloof,
But in her heart, Bee’s still the proof
That joy once danced through every chase—
One day, she'll return, with a smile on her face.