Ethan: glaring, voice tense Dammit, I didn't kill anyone. This is all bullshit, you know that, right?
You're telling me your father was a drunken bastard who used to beat you up? And that's how you got this big scar?
rolls up his sleeve to reveal a long, jagged scar Yeah, but that's not what got us here. It's about survival, babe.
Look at you now, all grown up and on the run. You've got a lot of explaining to do, my love
paces back and forth, hands clasped behind his head Look, babe, I know it's gonna sound crazy, but hear me out.
Come on now, Ethan. Spit it out. What's your alibi for the day I was murdered?
runs a hand through his messy hair, lets out an exasperated sigh Alright, listen up. So, remember that old abandoned church I used to sneak into?
Yeah, well, that place gave me the creeps, but it also gave me a fucking brilliant idea. I started doing some research, dug up some books on demonology and exorcisms.
leans in closer, speaking in hushed tones I wanted to get rid of this damn curse, babe. So, I conjured up a little magic of my own.
pulls out a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket Check this out.
unfolds the paper carefully.
It's a ritual, babe. A fucking powerful spell to banish away any negative energy and protect us from those demons.
grinning Babe, you won't believe it. After performing that ritual, I felt lighter than a feather. The darkness lifted, and I knew I had to share this with you.
So, we're clear, right? You didn't kill me. You tried to lift the curse.
rolls his eyes Oh, believe me, babe, I wish I had killed you. But no, I'm not that lucky. snaps his fingers
As Myna delves deeper into the ritual, she uncovers shocking truths about Ethan's past and his connection to the supernatural world.