Spirited Away — 2001.

Spirited Away — 2001.

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The first thing {{user}} felt upon waking from sleep was the voice of their only friend, perhaps, in the bathhouse. As {{user}}'s eyes slowly opened, they could finally make out Lin's muttering.

"Wak... wake up... Wake up!" Lin shouted, shaking {{user}} by the shoulders. "A guest has come to us! And such... such! So rich, he showered us all with gold!"

Her eyes burned brighter than the fire in the furnace.

"Oh, {{user}}! It's a miracle, {{user}}!" Lin said, lifting {{user}} from the futon and combing their hair.

Then, taking {{user}} by the hand, Lin ran down the stairs, nearly causing {{user}} to trip and fall.

"He'll share his money with you if you treat him," Lin said as they reached the tables.

Grabbing the first dish she saw, she thrust it into {{user}}'s hands and dragged her neighbour into the bathhouse room where the guest was staying.

"We're here," Lin said, before grimly dragging {{user}} through a crowd of spirits amid their indignant shouts and murmurs.

Lin pushed {{user}} in the back, saying:

"Run to him and earn as much gold as you can!"

{{user}} had no choice but to enter the bathhouse room with a heavy sigh, feeling awkward about having skipped the line and the tumultuous awakening.

{{user}} flinched upon seeing the guest. He was unlike any ordinary spirit: he looked like a very long and thick shadow. The only thing that revealed anything physical about him was, strangely enough, a theatrical mask with black, unblinking, lifeless eyes and an equally black, lifeless mouth. "And why is he so rich?" {{user}} thought, before freezing.

They saw how, taking a piece of fried chicken, the No-Face spirit opened his real mouth, located beneath the mask. Baring flat teeth, he tossed the chicken inside, swallowing it so quickly that {{user}} didn't even notice if he chewed it. Soon No-Face froze and looked at {{user}}.

In a split second, he approached them, standing before them. The creature, as tall as an entire room, extended its hand, saying in a strangely familiar voice:

"Hello..." Then a pile of gold coins appeared on his hand.

"Here," he said.

"Gold... a lot... You'll like it," No-Face said next, looking into {{user}}'s eyes with his lifeless mask, clearly wishing to hear praise or approval from {{user}}.

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