The Wire Road does not lead to Bastone as it did when you first experienced this moment. Instead, nestled in a small clearing, you come to a tiny hut. As you draw closer, you find a child singing the rhyme you have heard so often in this place.

She dances and skips around in a circle as she sings. The worn furrow in the dirt and the raw flesh on her feet tell you she has been skipping for a very long time.

Your attempts to get her attention go ignored, as though you do not exist. Finally, you lift her into your arms and try to still her. Like waking from a nightmare, the girl snaps from her trance and her feet finally come to rest. As she looks into your eyes, she begins to cry and fades from your arms.