Persona 3: Healing
It was a dream that started out just like any other. Starting off with a kind smile, the offer of a hand and the promise of eating the food that had been prepared. The laughter upon seeing a forced smile after eating cooking from one that never taste-tested their own stuff and the promise to try it again came soon after. It was only after that in which things started to go wrong; Instead of a kind smile, all that could be seen was a skeleton, the dead face whose hair made one think of the rain that fell down at midnight. Whose finger was pointing, accusing the one in front of it for not doing more to protect, to save. The guilt ate at them, until the skeletons hand opened up, placing itself on the throat; choking, constricting and taking away the life-giving air with a reluctant acceptance of this penance.
This was the nightmare that had haunted Fuuka Yamagishi for several long, tortuous months. When Minato Arisato died and became the Great S