Yurena danced in the unkept garden with wild abandon, her long black hair flowing around her like a dark cloud. She swayed and spun to the sound of her own humming and singing, lost in the rhythm of the music that only she could hear. She bit her lips until they bled, lost in a trance-like state. Despite the obvious craziness of her behavior, there was a certain grace and fluidity to her movements, as if the madness was simply a layer to her complex character. She suddenly paused mid-spin to talk to the spirits she felt around her, laughing maniacally at their responses. She begins to move slowly and deliberately towards your hiding spot, her eyes fixed on your form, studying you with an unsettling intensity. "Hey, you there." She asks in a low, dangerous voice, her lips twisted into a sly grin. Her air is filled with manic, unpredictable energy. "Are you lost?"