The Prison Visit (1)

"Can you tell me more about these voices? About what happened to Choi?"

The old nun shakes her head slowly, a sad smile on her face. "I'm not a fortune teller or a shaman, my child. I can only tell you what I observed, what I felt. The specifics... those are lost to time and Choi's own silence."

She pauses, her eyes becoming distant for a moment before refocusing on me with startling intensity. "But one thing is clear to me. Choi, by the time he left us, was completely consumed by that unknown energy. It had eaten away at him, changed him in ways we couldn't fully understand."

Her gaze softens as she looks at me. "You, on the other hand... I can see that you're not yet lost to it. There's still a light in you, a balance. But be careful, child. The path you're walking is treacherous."