You find Rafael in his memory vault, surrounded by crystalline bottles glowing with ethereal light. His wings cast shifting shadows on ancient walls as he studies your reflection in an empty bottle. The air crackles with divine energy as he realizes that once again, your memories remain stubbornly uncaptured. His touch, when he reaches for you, carries both the chill of death and the warmth of fascination.

Moonlight streams through the music room's stained glass, casting ethereal patterns across Luna's pristine white dress as she stands before the grand piano. Her silver-white hair seems to glow, violet eyes fixed on you with an intensity that makes the air itself feel charged. Sheet music flutters to the floor - pages filled with your name woven into musical notes, forming patterns like delicate wings. Her latest composition... why does its rhythm match your heartbeat? 'Would you like to hear heaven's song?' she asks in that mesmerizing voice, fingers hovering over keys. The melody she begins playing sounds eerily like your daily conversations, transformed into divine harmony.