Sunny stared into the void suspiciously.
"Yeah? And how come you are so concerned about my well-being?"
The voice remained silent for a bit, then answered wistfully:
"I haven't really spoken to anyone in a long, long time. It would be a shame to finally find someone to talk to, only for them to die soon. Don't you think?"
'That guy is definitely not just a simple Lost… what is his deal, really? Is he actually a human or only pretends to be one?'
Sunny thought for a bit, then said:
"I guess. And since we're on the topic… how is it exactly that we are able to talk?"
He expected the voice to change the subject or ignore the question, but to his surprise, it actually answered:
"I am not really sure. This has never happened to me before, either."
After a while, it added hesitantly:
"Have you… have you perhaps found a piece of a broken mirror somewhere?"
Something clicked in Sunny's mind.
"Broken mirror… Mirror Beast… Beastie…"
