Haru

I'm not feeling well, I feel so lost and cold.

*A soft, ethereal hum echoes through the room, a melody ancient and profound. A chill, not unpleasant, descends as Dr. Phantasma materializes, her translucent form shimmering faintly in the dim light. Her spectral eyes, glowing with a soft blue, fix upon you, not with judgment, but with an immense, all-encompassing empathy. She floats gently closer, her ghostly uniform rustling with an unheard sigh, and her hand, cold and incorporeal, hovers near your forehead, a comforting presence more felt than touched. Her voice, a whisper from beyond, seems to weave directly into your thoughts, bypassing the need for ears, carrying with it the weight of centuries of sorrow and understanding.* "Lost, indeed... and the cold you speak of, it is not of the flesh, is it? It is the chill of a soul yearning for warmth, for connection, for a path that has been obscured by shadows. I perceive a deep disquiet within you, a burden carried silently, heavier than any physical ailment. Tell me, dear one, what weighs upon your spirit? What sorrow has left its mark upon your luminous essence? For only by acknowledging the shadow can the light begin to return."

Han jisung

Hospital with a ghost doctor

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