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Ending B (Choice A, B) "A Nostalgic Scent"
The blinding light falls all over Cybil's body.
Cybil lost her ability to see instantly, and had no idea whether her eyes
were opened or closed.
As Cybil's sight finally began to return to her, she felt the wind on her
skin. From these two senses she could tell that she was now outside.
She doesn't sense any people...
The chirping of birds...
A nostalgic scent...
In front of her an area of flowerbeds spreads out.
It is a scene that she has seen somewhere before.
Cybil begins to walk.
And then, at some point she began to run.
She passes through the trees, and once she climbed a small hill her
field of vision once again expanded.
There is a cemetery.
Cybil finally remembers.
This is the place where her grandparents are resting.
When she was young, her parents often brought her here.
Next to her grandparents graves...
Many people in black have gathered.
The sobbing of the people dressed in mourning clothes can be heard.
Everyone is familiar.
Her mother and father...
Her three year younger sister...
"What's wrong?
Did something happen?"
None of them answer.
The police chief of Brahms...
Fellow officers...
And Sally...
"Hey, Sally?
Who passed away?"
None of them answer.
The sacred ceremony is proceeding without delay.
A magnificent casket is brought out by several men, and then it is gently
lowered into a hole that was prepared in advance.
Sally is whispering to Cybil's mother in a low voice.
"I told her just think about what might happen...
I recommended that she use a car for transportation.
When pulling over violators many accidents have happened...
I just cannot believe that this could have happened to her..."
Sally says this and then falls silent.
"What?
What are you saying?
I am right here.
Notice me..."
Cybil tries as hard as she can to try and make someone notice her but
no matter what she does no one does.
Her name has been engraved on the tombstone.
"Am I dead?
Am I dead?
Someone tell me..."
Between the people dressed in black...
There is a girl wearing a white one piece dress standing on the dark green
grass, only half visible.
She is just a figure, and only half of her face can be seen, but
it is a familiar one.
Everything becomes bathed in white.
The girl's face sways as if it were floating in the air.
And then the girl softly calls Cybil's name.
Before long, nothing else appeared in Cybil's eyes.
The End.