[ A yawn, stiffled. ] Oh... That was a nice nap. Chuchu, are you --

Huh? Where am I? My clothes! And why do... Why do I have wings?

This is a dream, right? I have wings and... Chuchu isn't here... Oh! What's this? [ Noise; it sounds as if the speaker is fiddling with the journal. ] Woah, it looks really strange. Does this belong to somebody here ( Read more... )