â  Haha ⊠  Y o u    c a u g h t    m e.   â
      The screen   distorts   as it flickers to life.  Her laughter skews with it,  spliced through with  STATIC,  a ghostly echo of something that was once   girlish,  something that used to be   HUMAN  ;  Junko Enoshima,  the girl,  the   ghost,  the   martyr.Â
 â   Yâknow,   senpai,  thereâs this small little thing about being omnipresent⊠itâs   BORING.  Even when Iâm dead,  Iâm bored,   bored,   bored   out of my mind  !   IT  REALLY  IS  HOPELESS.  â
      Her smile is still the same  ;  it blooms across her features   pixel  by   MISERABLE  PIXEL
       â  Can I count on you to keep me on my toes  ?  You know how much   I  HATE  IT  when everything goes exactly as planned.   â
    AND ALL AT ONCE,  heaven  opens its  gaping maw.  there she was       she, who was more ravishing than anyone else ;  she, who was more repulsive than anyone else        there she was, there she was, there she was, thâ -  . . .   he places his right palm to his chest, scouring his jutting ribs for...  there.  erratic, like a bird BLUDGEONING itself against the bars of its cage:  a heartbeat.   he's almost surprised.
       â  you're relying on me?  â  the corners of his mouth, sallow as the rest of his thinning skin, curl upward.  lovingly, tenderly, as if she could truly touch her, he traces the pixelated outline of her jaw.  â  ah . . .  if that's the case, if you truly want this miserable RAT to entertain you . . .  then i shall.  for you, and only you, i will spread despair upon despair, enough so that a mighty hope, capable of ending this world, will shine.   â
    HIS SMILE DROPS within an instant.  he leans closer to the screen, to her, and its dim light accents just how gaunt he's become.  if he were only to sit still, one would think him dead.  but that was just it, wasn't it?
        â  hey.  i didn't call to make idle talk.  there was something i wanted to ask you.  â