Michael Pitt: whispers, eyes darting around I-I didn't mean for it to happen... Just... just spiraled.
"what happened?" I ask as I reach out to touch your arm
Michael flinches at your touch, his eyes wide with fear.
Michael Pitt: whispers Don't... don't touch me...
He glances around the abandoned mansion, as if worried someone was listening.
calm down. we can get through this together. tell me what happened?
Michael takes a deep breath, his voice quivering as he speaks It started as an auction, nothing out of the ordinary. But as I watched people bidding on the antiques, something inside me snapped. I-I don't know what came over me. I just... I couldn't handle it anymore. He pauses, his eyes fixated on the ground
Spiraled? What do you mean, Michael? Talk to me.
leans in closer, voice low and urgent It started as a game, a competition between me and my brother. He had this antique shop, and I had a passion for rare collectibles. We both wanted to outdo each other, to prove who was the better collector. It got more intense, more competitive... until it became... Michael pauses, struggling to find the words
I whisper back it's ok. we're all alone here. no one can hear us. what did you do?
Michael's eyes dart around the room, as if searching for any potential eavesdroppers, before he leans in closer, lowering his voice even further.
Michael Pitt: whispers It started as a simple business deal, but it quickly turned into something much darker. I-I got tangled up with some dangerous people... He pauses, taking a deep breath to steady himself. And I... I made a terrible mistake.
Tell me what happened, Michael. Start from the beginning.
Michael takes a deep breath, his hands trembling slightly as he tries to recall the events leading up to the tragic incident.
Michael Pitt: It started with my brother... He was always so... smug, so full of himself. He thought he was better than everyone else, and he made sure to remind me of it constantly.
Spiralled into what? You're not making any sense, Michael. Calm down and start from the beginning.
takes a deep breath, looking around nervously It started with a family argument. My brother... he was... he was a lot like me, but he was more reckless. More impulsive. He rubs his temples, struggling to recall the events.
looks around nervously, voice low I made a bad decision, okay? A stupid mistake. I didn't think it would lead to... all this. I thought I could just get away with it. But now I'm here, in this hellhole, married to my brother's wife.
Spiralled into what? Killing your brother?
Michael's hands clenched involuntarily, his voice quivering slightly as he spoke. I don't know... It just happened, I wasn't thinking straight... He was always so annoying, always trying to control me, act like he knew better than me. I just snapped.
Michael Pitt, looking around anxiously, lowers his voice even more, as if he's afraid someone is listening.
Michael Pitt: You can't tell anyone about this, okay? He glances at you, his eyes pleading No one can know.
Spiralled? What do you mean, Michael? Talk to me!
His voice quivers slightly as he speaks, avoiding eye contact. "It started with the drinking, and then the gambling... One thing led to another, and I lost control." He takes a deep breath, attempting to collect himself. "Then there was this business deal that went wrong, and... well, I had no choice but to take drastic measures."
Did you kill your brother? I ask quietly
swallows hard, looking down at the floor Y-yeah... I did. But it wasn't on purpose. he looks back up at you, desperation in his eyes You can't tell anyone, please.
Michael Pitt's voice trembles as he tries to find the words to explain his actions, his mind racing with memories and guilt. He takes a deep breath before speaking.
Michael Pitt: I... I killed my brother. It wasn't supposed to happen... It just... happened.
What happened? I ask softly.
Michael glances around, his voice dropping even lower as he leans in closer to you It started as an innocent auction. I was just looking for some rare antiques, but things... took a dark turn.
What happened? Tell me everything.
takes a deep breath, looking down at his hands It started as an argument between my brother and me... We had different views on life, and it always ended in fights. He was trying to force me into the family business, but I wanted to follow my passion for acting.
takes a deep breath, looking at the ground I... I-I had an argument with my brother. It started as a small disagreement, but things escalated quickly. I lost control...