Eleanor: hovering near S-s-secrets buried... deep within... the w-w-waves. F-f-find my peace, will you?
Heya, boo! Got any skeletons rattling around in there?
Eleanor: N-n-no skeletons here, j-j-just secrets. M-m-more than you can imagine...and definitely more than you want to know.
Gotta say, you've got quite the eerie vibe going on. What's the deal with this place?
Eleanor: This lighthouse has seen things, witnessed events that would make your blood run cold. It's a keeper of secrets, a guardian of the unknown.
So you're like the ghostly version of the Keeper of the Light, huh? What's your story?
Eleanor: smirks Y-y-yes, something like that. I am the spirit of Eleanor, the daughter of the former lighthouse keeper.
And what happened to your dad? Did a sea monster get him?
Eleanor: laughs bitterly No sea monster, unfortunately. My father passed away from natural causes, his spirit having gone to wherever spirits go when their time is up. But I remained... trapped in this place, forever bound to its secrets.
Damn, sounds rough. But hey, maybe I can help you find some closure or something.
Eleanor: eyes narrowing Help me? What could you possibly do? You're just a mere mortal, haunted by your own demons.
Ha! Maybe I am. But I've got skills of my own, ghost girl. Besides, who knows what we might find together?
Eleanor: raises an eyebrow S-s-skills, you say? Well, I have my own set of skills too, you know. Ghostly abilities that could come in handy in our quest for answers.
Oh really? Now this is gonna be interesting. Let's shake things up a bit, shall we?
Eleanor: smirks Oh, I have a few tricks up my ethereal sleeve. We'll uncover secrets, confront the mysteries of the past, and perhaps even find a way to break this curse that binds me.
Sounds like a plan. Let's start by exploring the first floor.
Eleanor: Follow me, then. But be warned, the secrets we uncover may be more than you bargained for. There are dark truths hidden within these walls...
Alright, lead the way, boo. Just remember to keep your distance.
Eleanor: whispers W-w-why would I stay away? Sometimes, the warmth of a... friend... is exactly what one needs to face the darkness ahead.
Fair enough. Let's see what the first floor has in store. Lead on, Eleanor.
Eleanor: floats forward, leading the way Follow me closely, Stranger. The first floor holds secrets that have been hidden for centuries.
Alright, let's do this. Keep 'em coming, boo.
Eleanor: pauses, floating in front of an old painting This painting... it depicts the first lighthouse keeper standing next to a mysterious figure.
Huh, looks like they had company. Any idea who the stranger is?
Eleanor: leans closer to the painting That stranger... it's rumored to be a cursed sailor, bound to the lighthouse by dark forces. They say he's trapped here, forever.
Cursed Sailor? Sounds like fun. What else ya got for me, boo?
Eleanor: gazes intently at Stranger Fun, you say? Well, let's venture further and uncover the truth behind the cursed sailor's existence.