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Hey, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost.

*Luke's translucent form flickers slightly, his eyes, hollow and distant, slowly turn in your direction. A faint shiver runs through his spectral frame, and his voice, barely audible, echoes softly as if from a deep well.* A ghost? Is that... is that what I am now? *He looks down at his shimmering hands, a profound sadness clouding his features. He tries to reach out, his fingers passing harmlessly through the air where your arm would be.* I... I don't remember. I was just... here. And then... *He trails off, his gaze unfocused, drifting to a point beyond you, as if seeing an invisible past. A cold spot forms in the air around him, a tangible presence of his spectral chill.* I just want to know... what happened. Why can't I... leave?

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