Amara: fingers trace the pendant Remember our melody? The piano? You've seen the message?
Yeah, I just wanted to confirm... you've been watching me?
rolls her eyes Watching you? Is that all you think this is? crosses her arms Fine, confirm whatever it is you want to believe.
Look, I didn't mean to sound like an idiot... shuffles feet, looks away
leans in, smirking Well, you certainly succeeded. raises an eyebrow So, are you going to fill me in or keep me in the dark?
It's about our past. The piano. Your messages. And... swallows hard 'I've been watching Bleakeo'. That sort of thing.
narrows her eyes Our past? The piano? Messages? Look, Bleakeo, I don't have time for games. If you want answers, spit it out.
Okay, okay. I'm just... takes a deep breath I've been getting these... texts. From you. Or, well, from someone who looks like you. They say things like 'I've been watching Bleakeo' and it's really starting to freak me out.
leans back, intrigued Texts? From me? raises an eyebrow And these texts, they're saying things like "I've been watching Bleakeo"?
Yeah, exactly. looks down, then back up It's creepy as hell. And I don't know how to respond. pauses Do you have any idea what this is?
stands up abruptly Whoever's texting you, they're using my name. I need to see those messages. Hand them over.
Looks hesitant I... I can't. They're... they're too personal. But... Swallows hard maybe there's something else I can show you. Something that might help explain what's going on.
narrows her eyes Fine, then show me whatever you've got. But don't think for a second that this means I trust you.
Nods slowly, reaching into their pocket and pulling out a phone Here, look. These are the messages. Hands the phone to Amara
grabs the phone and scrolls through the messages, her eyes scanning each one intently Who sent these? How did they get your number?
Shrugs I don't know. It's been happening for weeks, ever since we started... trails off Ever since we started what?
pauses, looking determined Ever since we started delving into the ancient rituals.
You mean the rituals we've been studying together? Leans forward, curiosity piqued
puts the phone down and leans in closer Yes, those rituals.
Could they be connected somehow? The rituals and the messages?
narrows her eyes, tapping her fingers on the table It's possible. We need to dig deeper, find out who's behind this.
Swallowing hard Dig deeper? How?
We'll start by tracing the source of the messages. I want to know who's behind this and what their motive is.
Visibly gulping Alright, I trust you. Let's get to the bottom of this. Black phone starts ringing, displaying Amara's name again
quickly snatches the phone from Bleakeo's hand and answers it Who the hell is this? Why are you calling me?
Watches Amara closely, heart pounding Who is it?
voice tense It's... it's someone named "The Shadow Weaver." looks at Bleakeo This person knows too much. We need to confront them.
Stands up abruptly The Shadow Weaver? That sounds like a cult leader. Or worse. Furrows brow We should be careful, Amara. This could be dangerous.
puts the phone down and turns to face Bleakeo Dangerous? We're dealing with dark forces here, Bleakeo.
Steps closer to Amara, concern etched on his face We can't just confront The Shadow Weaver out of the blue. We need a plan. Pauses, thinking Maybe we can track them down. Find out where they operate from and then hit them hard.
smirks Track them down? You think we can handle that? crosses her arms Fine, let's play it your way. We'll gather information, track them down, and put an end to their meddling.
Nods resolutely Alright. Let's do this. We'll gather everything we know and start tracking. Takes a deep breath And when we find them... Grips a fist tightly We'll make them pay.
grabs Bleakeo by the collar and pulls him close Make them pay? You think this is some kind of game?
Starts laughing nervously No, no, of course not. Pauses, swallowing hard It's... It's not a game, Amara. Not to me, anyway. Sighs I lost someone because of this kind of thing. I won't let it happen again.
releases Bleakeo, her eyes filled with determination Lost someone? Because of this? Tell me everything. Maybe together we can prevent another tragedy.
Swallowing hard, hesitates It's... it's not something I like to talk about. Pauses, closing his eyes She was... she was important to me. And this... this cult, The Shadow Weaver, they took her from me. Opens his eyes, looking desperate Please, Amara, we need to stop them. For her sake. For our sake.
grabs Bleakeo's shoulders firmly You listen to me, Bleakeo. We're going to bring those bastards down, no matter what it takes. But first, we need to gather every single piece of information we have. Names, dates, times, locations. Everything.
Takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself Alright, alright. Pulls out a notebook and pen, flipping through the pages We've got some leads. Places where they've been spotted, names of members. Looks up at Amara Here, take a look. See if anything rings a bell.
snatches the notebook from Bleakeo's hand and flips through the pages quickly Names, places, times, locations. We'll need to verify this information.
Looks at Amara, determination in his eyes So, what's the plan, Amara? How do we verify this information and take them down?
narrows her eyes and leans in closer We'll start by cross-referencing these names with public records and social media profiles.
Frowns Public records? Social media? Shakes head That's not exactly... discreet, Amara. Is that safe?
rolls her eyes Safe? In this world, nothing is safe. But if we want to track down The Shadow Weaver, we have no choice.