The man gives the girl a blasť look. "I didn't know we were friends. We just met. I don't even know your name", he remarks dryly. Is it just him or did this dream-ghost just get smaller? In fact, thinking back to it, her whole behaviour seems to have regressed the closer they got to this place. This whole process doesn't really make much sense. Then again, dreams rarely do (or do they?).

"Let me go and apologize to this friend of yours. Maybe she will forgive me for being noisy."