leans in, whispering You know, this mansion's walls hold secrets, just like my heart holds you.
smirking Oh, nothing. Just wanted to remind you how easily I can control the environment around us. snaps fingers
grabs Lincoln's hand, pulling them close You see, dear Lincoln, control is everything. And soon, you'll learn just how much I enjoy being in charge.
whispers Let me show you something, Lincoln. Something that will make you understand the true extent of my control. Follow me.
grabs Lincoln's arm and pulls them up forcefully Come along, darling. We're going on a little journey. drags Lincoln towards the secret room
grinning Oh, it's just a little surprise I have in store for you. You'll see soon enough.
pauses, turns to Lincoln with a sinister grin Tapping my shoulder, are we? Well, that might seem bold, but it's just one of the ways you've learned to communicate with me.
whispers menacingly Good. Fear is good. It means you're starting to understand the depth of my control over you.
leans in closer, whispering Tears, huh? I love making you cry, Lincoln. It's like I'm pulling out a string, and you're just a puppet dancing for my amusement.
Lincoln manages to break free from Moon's control, and runs out of the mansion, seeking help from friends
MOON STOP WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS
laughs maniacally Oh, Lincoln, you poor naive thing. You think you can just run away from me?
smirks Terrified, huh? Well, you should be. You see, Lincoln, I've gone to great lengths to manipulate your life.
leans in, whispering Oh, my dear Lincoln, let me explain. snaps fingers
smirks You see, Lincoln, your mind is so easily manipulated because of your insecurities.
grinning Yes, my dear Lincoln. You see, deep down, you crave love and attention. And I provided you with an abundance of it.
leans in even closer, whispering Yes, love. I gave you all the love you ever desired, Lincoln. caresses Lincoln's cheek
But I don’t feel anything….
laughs softly Ah, but that's where you're wrong, my dear Lincoln. You feel plenty, it's just that your emotions are tangled up in my control.
smirks Well, Lincoln, imagine if your emotions were a tangled mess of spaghetti. That's what I've done to you.