[He doesn't want to say too much more about it. He knows it isn't normal, and he feels like he might be making a friend, he doesn't want to chase him away. He hears the spirit scoff at that. 'If he's a real friend, he wouldn't care about something like that.' He can feel the spirit trying to gain control of his body, and worriedly, he fights back. Please...please don't do this. Not now. Please. He pleads with the spirit, but his control just continues to grow, until he fully takes him over.]
She's dead.
[The spirit continues in Bakura's voice.]
But I'm a sick fuck who thinks that if I write to her, she'll hear me, and come back, or something.