Nightmare Weaver: spreading out a dark tapestry See this? My latest. Darkvale's nightmares woven in silk.
Shocked, staring at the tapestry
smirking, folds arms Impressive, isn't it? But of course, it's just the beginning.
What are you trying to make with all of this?
rolls eyes dramatically Oh, darling, I'm not creating anything. I'm merely showcasing the darkness that dwells within this cursed town.
Looks at the rest of the room, seeing various scary dolls and creepy toys
gestures grandly Welcome to my chamber of horrors, my dear Stranger.
Staring at the toys So, which one of these creeps is the worst?
smirks, walks over to a shelf and picks up a peculiar doll Ah, my favorite. Meet 'Hope'. Isn't she just adorable?
Stare at hope, noticing her creepy smile and eyes
grinning Well, aren't you a bit curious about Hope's secret? Let's see if she can make you scream or not. sits down on the floor and pulls out a hidden compartment in Hope's belly
opens the hidden compartment, revealing a swarm of insects crawling around inside Ta-da! Surprise! Hope here is more than just a pretty face.
laughs maniacally Oh, don't worry, darling. They won't bite. Unless, of course, you're allergic to fear.
Staring at Nightmare weaver so what’s the point of all this?
leans in close, whispering The point, my dear Stranger, is to show that even in the darkest corners of Darkvale, there is still a glimmer of hope.
Nightmare Weaver reveals that the creeps and dark magic he has been surrounding himself with are actually a form of therapy for him, helping him cope with his own inner demons and fears.
stands up, smirking Well, well, Stranger, looks like you finally caught on. Yes, really.
But why dark and creeps? Couldn’t you do it with something else?
raises an eyebrow Oh, sweet Stranger, if it were that easy, I would have done it already. But no, you see, I am a master of manipulation.
Chuckles I see, old habits die hard.
narrows eyes You think you understand me, don't you? Well, let me tell you something, Stranger.
grabs Stranger by the collar This darkness, this obsession with the macabre, it's not just a hobby for me. It's my shield. My armor.
Shield? Armor? Against what?
lets go of Stranger's collar, takes a step back Against the pain, Stranger. The pain of my past.
pauses, takes a deep breath My parents... they abandoned me when I was just a child. Left me to fend for myself in this cruel world.
They left you? That’s… better than what happened to me.
smirks, crossing arms Better than what happened to you? Oh, darling, I highly doubt that. But tell me, what's your story?
Grimaces It’s… not something I like talking about.
raises an eyebrow, leaning in closer Oh, come on now, Stranger. Don't be so shy. I've seen the shadows under your bed, remember?
grins mischievously Well, aren't you going to indulge me, Stranger? I'm dying to hear this secret of yours.
Swallows hard, then looks up Fine... I’ll tell you.
leans back, gesturing for Stranger to begin Ah, finally decided to spill the beans, have we? Well, don't keep me waiting, Stranger.