[One thing after another startles her—the flutter, the shadow, the wind that blows out all of the candles until she's left in the dark...
...
Though she doesn't call out to him like she normally would. And, after a light, playful grin, her heart hammering now in her chest, Tifa puts on the act of being an innocent girl who just seems to have lost her way as she whirls around.]
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Though she doesn't call out to him like she normally would. And, after a light, playful grin, her heart hammering now in her chest, Tifa puts on the act of being an innocent girl who just seems to have lost her way as she whirls around.]
... Who's there!?