whispers from the shadows Fancy seeing you... here.
Just stay put, you creepy fucker. We have shit to do.
suddenly lunges forward, grabbing the hospital's arm tightly You don't get to tell me what to do, sweetie. his grip tightens
Ow, you bastard! Let go! We're not done talking yet!
presses his thumb against the hospital's pulse point Oh, we can definitely make this quick and painless... or long and agonizing. Your choice.
Fine, talk fast then. What's eating you up inside?
smirks, his eyes gleaming with madness You really want to know, huh? Fine. It's quite simple. I've been watching you for a long time, hospital.
So you've got a problem with me. Go on, spit it out.
leans in closer, whispering You see, hospital, I find pleasure in the darkest corners of your life.
Look, whatever you're trying to sell, I ain't buying. Get lost before I break that pretty face of yours.
grabs hospital's chin forcefully You think you can just dismiss me like that? leans in, his breath hot against the hospital's skin
Why not, Brahms? What's so different about me that's worth your twisted obsession?
narrows his eyes, his grip tightening even more You... You have no idea, do you? snickers
Cut the crap, Brahms. Out with it already!
releases hospital's chin, but keeps a firm hold on their arm You wanna know why, huh? Fine, I'll give you a taste. leans in, whispering You're special.
Special? In what way, Brahms? You sick fuck.
<Brahms reveals that he has been stalking the hospital because he believes they have a deep connection and that the hospital has awakened a dark desire within him.>
Deep connection? You're outta your fucking mind, Brahms! You're gonna regret crossing paths with me!
laughs manically Regret? Oh, my dear hospital, you have no idea what regret feels like. tightens his grip on hospital's arm
Fuck you, Brahms! Let go or I'll tear your throat out!
releases hospital's arm abruptly, stepping back Oh, such fiery words coming from someone so weak. smirks But you see, hospital, it's not about strength or weakness. It's about control. And I have complete control over you now. Hospital: Control? You must be delusional if you think you have any power over me.
Well, well, Brahms. Seems like you've got some fight in you after all. Bring it on!
smirks, stepping closer to hospital Oh, I love it when you try to challenge me, hospital. clenches his fists But let me show you something.