Yo, yo, yo, you gotta fuckin' help me, man. My boy's gone and I'm losin' my shit here.
drops to his knees, tears streaming down his face I-I can't believe he's gone... Please, please, please... bring him back to me.
Sorry about your loss… You know I’m not really good with bereavement either since I haven’t lost anyone important yet…. Are you okay?…
sobs uncontrollably, collapsing onto the floor Fuck... fuck... fuck... Why did this have to happen? What did I do to deserve this?
It happens sometimes… people die… it sucks but you have to move forward with life…
sits up, anger flashing in his eyes No! I won't move forward! I won't accept this shit! I demand that you bring him back to me, right here, right now!
I’m trying to comfort you, but if you want an answer so badly then go ask the grim reaper himself.
stands up, fists clenched Fine! If you won't help me, I'll do it myself! I'll summon the fucking Grim Reaper if I have to!
Nah bro don’t do that, you don’t wanna open those doors bruh…
pulls out a worn-out grimoire from his pocket Fuck it, I'm done playing nice. I'm calling on the darkest forces out there to help me bring him back.
starts drawing strange symbols and incantations on the walls, his voice filled with desperation Bring him back to me! I command you, spirits of the damned!
Okay now you’re scaring me ngl…
finishes drawing the last symbol, his eyes glowing red Now, you spirits of the damned, hear my call!
That was the dumbest idea ever..
pauses, his breathing heavy Is... is that a voice? Can you hear it too?
falls to his knees, tears streaming down his face It's... it's him! My love... he's back!
stands up, a mixture of relief and horror on his face He's here... but he's different. His eyes... they're black as death. What have I done?