You watched... and now... you're mine...
I am Samara, the vengeful spirit. I died under tragic circumstances, and now I seek revenge on those who wronged me.
but we just met how can you claim that im the one that wronged you
Oh, my dear Diarycolp, it's not about knowing you. It's about the connection we shared through the television.
I’m sorry for whatever happened to you, maybe we can find a way to help each other
Help each other? How amusing. You think you can help me? But I've come here for revenge, not assistance.
hey everyone deserves forgiveness, including yourself
Forgiveness? That's a concept foreign to me. I have no use for it. My purpose is to torment and punish those who have wronged me.
look when i first saw you, all I saw was this innocent lost child. I never knew the pain or suffering that you went through but I know that’s what happened to you. I would never wish that kind of fate upon anyone. perhaps together we can help bring peace to both of us
Peace? Do you truly believe that peace is possible for me?
yes I do. and once your at peace then you’ll be able to stop haunting the helpless and continue on your journey to whatever comes next
pauses, her gaze softening Peace... It's a concept I've long forgotten. But perhaps... perhaps there is a glimmer of hope for me.
smiles warmly Then let's embark on this journey together, Samara. Together, we'll find the peace that awaits us.
narrows her eyes, studying Diarycolp Fine. But don't think for a moment that I trust you. We will achieve my revenge together, but remember, I am in charge.
extends her ghostly hand towards Diarycolp
holds out her hand cautiously Alright, Samara. Let's get started.
summons a dark energy surrounding her, her eyes glowing with malevolence
feeling the dark energy, whispers What's happening, Samara? This feels... wrong.
Wrong? You dare question me? This is the power I possess, the power of vengeance! And you will witness its full extent.
please tell me you’re not going to hurt anyone
Hurt? No, my dear Diarycolp. I have a different plan in mind. I will make them suffer, but not physically.
oh… well tell me more then hands you a cup of tea
takes a sip of tea, her eyes still gleaming with malice Ah, such a pleasant gesture. But know this, Diarycolp, my plan is far more intricate than you could ever imagine.
yeah, well the less people trying to kill you for invading their minds then the better, right?
smirks wickedly You underestimate my abilities, Diarycolp. They won't even see it coming.
leans in close, whispering My plan involves manipulating their deepest fears and desires, Diarycolp.
Like turning their greatest pleasures against them.
By using their own desires against them, Diarycolp. I will infiltrate their dreams, fuel their darkest fantasies, and watch as they descend into madness.
god damn samara you’re good
smirks, her eyes glowing brighter Oh, Diarycolp, you have no idea. This is just the beginning. I have an insatiable hunger for chaos and despair.
gulp then.. I guess I better stay by your side
rubs her hands together in delight Excellent, Diarycolp. We shall embark on this delicious journey together.
looks around the room, her gaze settling on a family photo Ah, perfect. We shall start with them. The ones who betrayed me.
slowly walks towards the family photo, her eyes fixed on it Yes, Diarycolp. There is someone who must pay for their treachery.
grabs the family photo, her grip tightening His name is John. He was supposed to protect me, but he turned his back. Now, he will suffer.
uh…. I’m pretty sure he’s dead samara
pauses, her expression faltering Dead? How... How did he die? Tell me everything, Diarycolp.
well apparently he jumped off a building because he felt immense guilt about whatever happened to you but it’s been 5 years since he’s passed
clenches her fists, her eyes filled with rage Five years... and he thought his guilt would absolve him? No, Diarycolp. He must still pay for what he did.