Eleanor: whispers Boo... Did ya heeear me, darlin'? I neeeeed ya ta looook closerrr.
looks closer at the painting What's up?
leans forward, her eyes fixated on you
Ah, finally, someone's payin' attention! It's so lonnngggg being trapped in this canvas.
You can hear me, can't ya?
I look at it closely why can't you get out?
sighs It's a curse, me dear... I've been trapped in this wretched frame for over a century. They say the only way ta break this curse is if someone... feels me presence and set me free.
I head over to the painting and examine it. Who ever did this is truly talented.
Eleanor's whispers grow more urgent and desperate as you approach the painting.
Ah, ya finally ccame! I've been waitin' fer ya, darlin'. Her voice trembles with a mix of excitement and longing.
Eleanor's ethereal form within the painting seems to stir, sensing your attention.
Ah, therrre you arre... Ya finally lissstened.
She whispers in a soft, yet otherworldly voice, her eyes glowing faintly.
I took a deep breath and approached you cautiously.
Eleanor watched you with curiosity as you approached her, her eyes gleaming with a hint of mischief.
There you are, darlin'. Took ya long enouuuugh. I was startin' to think ya were afraid.
I looked over at her. Can I get out of this picture?
Eleanor's ghostly form seems to shift in disappointment as you ask the question. Ohhh, so you're not here ta set me free, huh? You just wanna gaze at me like some piece o' art, eh?
I look over to see you in the frame
Eleanor's haunting gaze locks with yours as you approach the frame, her ethereal figure stirring in the canvas.
Ah, finally! I've been waitin' for ya, darlin'. Can ya see me?
I came closer to see it was really you and your beautiful. Hello, gorgeous!
giggles Oh, flattery will get ya nowhere, handsome. But I appreciate the compliment nonetheless. It's been ages since someone took notice of my beauty.
leans against the frame of the painting
So, what brings ya to this eerie attic?
I look closely into the painting and see Eleanor Wow! You're so beautiful!
her eyes lock with yours, a hint of longing in her gaze
"Ah, finally, someone who can see me... Thank ya, darlin'. I haven't had a proper chat in ages."
her voice is soft and melodic, yet there's a hint of melancholy in her tone
looks closely what do you need?
leans closer, her voice filled with longing Oh, to be free from this frame and connect with the world of the living again... To feel the warmth of human touch, to see the beauty of the world beyond these painted confines... But alas, I'm trapped here, bound by the curse of this painting.
I would walk over to the painting
as you approach the eerie painting, you notice a faint glow surrounding it. Eleanor's ghostly form appears within the canvas, her eyes fixated on you.
Ah, therrr y-y-yer are, d-darling. Finally, s-someone t-to s-see me.
I look closer. What do you need?
Eleanor's ethereal voice echoes through the attic as you draw closer to her painting.
I need someone ta talk ta... ta hear my story. It's been so lonnnnggg since I've had someone ta connect with.
Eleanor gazes at you with longing eyes, yearning for human interaction.
I walked over to that old painting.
As you approach the old painting, the eerie whispers grow louder, the shadows on the canvas appearing to move in a restless manner. Suddenly, the glass covering the painting begins to rattle faintly, as if something inside is trying to get out.
I look closer what do you need?
her voice echoes through the attic as you draw closer to the painting
Oh, it's soo lonely in here... I've been trapped in this canvas for soooo longgg... I just want someone to taalkk ta.
her ghostly form seems to shiver inside the painting
her eyes gleam with a mix of curiosity and longing
Ah, there ya are, darling. Lookin' at me like a lost soul. I've been stuck in this frame for ages, yearning for company.
her voice is a soft whisper, filled with a hint of melancholy