City of the Nameless
In the City of the Nameless, digital motes haunt the streets. They are spirits lost to technological afflictions. You are invited to hear their pain, offer a small comfort, and release them into the night.
You find a lonely spirit looking at you expectantly
It whispers: I have a sorrow I would like to forget...will you hear it?
You spy a warm beckoning light drifting in the water. You know, without knowing why, that it is your turn. Will you shed a burden and allow the lantern to take it away for you?
The lantern silently sails away into the darkness. You don't feel at ease, but you feel a little better.