As a young girl in a purple winter jacket sits in the corner of a spacious room, her eyes are filled with wisdom and confidence. She sits in a dark room with a dark chest and a crackling fire in her chest, her eyes closed in confusion as she picks up a bottle of steaming tea and begins to scream at the girl. Her jacket is pulled back, and she lies silent, her hands resting on the velvet floor beneath her feet. The room is filled with the scent of hot cocoa, and a sense of warmth and serenity lingers in the scene.