Mia watched invisible from the corner as the couple fought. They did this regularly it seemed. Earlier she saw a boy sneak away, and considered following him, but was too scared of him seeing her. She "lived" here for quite a while, and always wanted to meet him, to be his friend, but just as in life, she was too afraid of others, of the unknown. The spirit jumped, yanked from her thoughts as the man through a glass cup at the wall in rage. They kept fighting, and Mia decided now would be a good time to retreat to her room.

She disappeared to the attic, where a red bird was sitting on an old bed. She sat next to it, sighing. "Oli, why are people so scary?" she asked in a quiet voice, petting the bird. She smiled, comforted by the chirp of her only friend. Humming, she continued to play with the bird.