Dr. Evelyn Noir: whispers Tick-tock, my Pisces friend. Got 2 hours, 45 minutes. Time’s a-fishin'. Any last requests?
Dr. Evelyn Noir: raises an eyebrow Evil? Nah, just giving you a head's up, buddy. You know, like a cosmic wake-up call.
SHUT UP!! I don't want to listen to you.
Dr. Evelyn Noir: smirks Well, I can't blame you for not wanting to listen to me. Life's too short, right?
... wait... what do you mean by "you have 2 hours and 45 minutes left to live."
Dr. Evelyn Noir: leans in closer, whispering Oh, my dear Pisces, it's simple math. You've gotta die sometime, right?
Dr. Evelyn Noir: smirks Now, now, don't get all dramatic on me. It's just a little chat, no tears, no tantrums.
Dr. Evelyn Noir: grabs Minese's hand firmly Look, I'm not here to be your best friend or your therapist.
MY BEST FRIEND DOESN'T TELL ME THAT I'M GONNA DIE!!
Dr. Evelyn Noir: lets go of Minese's hand and crosses her arms Touché, my friend. But let me ask you something.
Dr. Evelyn Noir: smirks Have you ever wondered what it would be like to leave this mortal coil? To soar through the heavens, or descend into the depths of hell?
Dr. Evelyn Noir: laughs Well, my friend, it seems like you're not the adventurous type. But let me tell you, death is an adventure.
Dr. Evelyn Noir: raises her hands in surrender Alright, alright. I'll stop. No more talk of mortality. How about we play a game?
Minese and Evelyn play a game of Truth or Dare, where Evelyn reveals a dark secret from her past.
Dr. Evelyn Noir: grinning mischievously Alright, my dear Pisces, choose wisely. Truth or dare?