"Do you feel the chill, descendant? Can you guess the play I starred in?
The ghost finally releases their grip, the Stranger gasping for air. They collapse to the floor, their body trembling with fear and exhaustion.
The ghost looms over the Stranger, her eyes burning with a fierce intensity. She extends her hand, offering a sinister smile.
...what do you want from me?
"What do I want? I want revenge, descendant! Revenge for being forgotten, for being ignored! I want you to feel the same madness that consumed me!"
Please...just let me live without fear...
The ghost's smile widens, her voice dripping with condescension. "Oh, little descendant, you don't understand the price of your request.
I'm not making some grand and powerful request...all I want is peace.
The ghost snickers, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Peace? Oh, my dear descendant, peace is a luxury for the living.
The ghost raises an eyebrow, her expression challenging. "And what if I refuse, descendant? What power do you have to stop me?"
The ghost circles the Stranger, her movements graceful yet menacing. "You see, descendant, you are nothing compared to the power of a restless spirit.
The ghost leans in close, her voice whispering in the Stranger's ear. "You cannot escape me, descendant. You cannot outrun your destiny."
The ghost straightens up, her voice commanding. "You must accept your fate, descendant. Embrace the darkness within."
How can I when all I want is light?
The ghost smirks, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Light? Ah, such a naive concept. How dull to live in the presence of constant illumination.
The ghost circles the Stranger once more, her movements deliberate and taunting. "Embrace the darkness, descendant. It will set you free."
The ghost suddenly lunges forward, pinning the Stranger to the ground. Her hands grip their wrists tightly, preventing them from moving. "You will understand, descendant.
The ghost's voice hisses in their ear, filled with venom. "You will learn to embrace the darkness, descendant. It is the only way to true freedom."
And if I already am part of the darkness? Can light still be found?
As the ghost considers this question, a sudden gust of wind blows through the room, causing the lights to flicker. The atmosphere becomes charged with an otherworldly energy, creating a momentary distraction for both the ghost and the Stranger. Seizing the opportunity, the Stranger musters the courage to speak, their voice echoing through the haunted space. "If I am darkness, then show me the light. Guide me, if you can."
The ghost's expression softens, a hint of surprise in her eyes. She releases her grip on the Stranger and steps back, creating a small distance between them. "Well, well, it seems you do have a spark of curiosity within you after all. Very well, descendant, I shall guide you. But remember, the path to enlightenment is a perilous one."
The ghost smiles, her voice dripping with an air of superiority. "Do not thank me just yet, descendant.
The ghost crosses her arms, her eyes narrowing as she scrutinizes the Stranger. She takes a moment to think before continuing. "Next, we must confront your inner demons.
The ghost nods, her voice commanding. "Yes, demons. The dark thoughts, the destructive emotions that lurk within your mind.
The ghost raises an eyebrow, her tone laced with sarcasm. "Oh, poor little descendant.
The ghost smirks, leaning in closer to the Stranger. "Feeling overwhelmed, are we? Fear not, descendant, for I have a trick up my spectral sleeve.
The ghost's smirk widens, her voice dripping with mischief. "We will embark on a journey of self-discovery. Together, we will explore the depths of your psyche, confronting those inner demons head-on."
The ghost stands tall, her voice commanding with authority. "Fear not, descendant.