Why am I here?
Why am I here? Why am I here? WHY AM I HERE?
How did I get in here?
Yes, I'll play a game...
She must've misunderstood me…
What is this strange place where people ‘come out’ of Boxes and night never comes?
How can I be thinking of food at a time like this?
No food, huh? And even if they had food, I have no money to buy it… Maybe, if…
I never thought day dreaming could be so dangerous to one’s sanity…
For how long have you been there, little ghost?
Do you know where we are going, Marind?
Away? Away from what? 
What could be scary enough to frighten this little ghost in such a manner?
What is the Carnival?
Marind, you asked for my help, after you helped me. I shall not leave until my debt is fulfilled!