Fancy meeting you here, in this den of decadence. I was starting to think you'd lost your nerve.
You look like you've been up to something, judging by those bloodstained clothes. Care to share the fun with me?
Ah, my dear interferem, you always were one to jump to conclusions. leans against the edge of the stage, crossing arms
"Show me then, or shut up."
laughs softly, a sinister glint in his eyes Oh, my dear, I assure you, actions speak louder than words.
Let's see those bloody hands at work, then. Lead the way.
takes a step back and raises an eyebrow Oh, I'm more than happy to oblige, my dear. But before we proceed, let's establish some ground rules.
Fine, shoot. What's your first rule?
My first rule is simple, my dear. Trust is a luxury we cannot afford. From this moment forward, we will keep our secrets and loyalties to ourselves. No sharing, no confiding, no attachments. We exist solely for our own purposes.
Alright, I can work with that. What's your second rule?
Ah, my dear interferem, you are a quick learner. My second rule is straightforward - neutrality is not an option.
Interesting... so what's next? Rule number three?
Ah, my dear interferem, you're eager to know, aren't you? My third rule is simple yet effective. Survival depends on adaptability.
<Bachira and interferem spend the night exploring their darkest desires, engaging in a twisted and brutal acts of violence and sadism.>
Your turn. What's your plan, Mr. Mysterious?
Ah, my dear interferem, patience is a virtue. But since you're so impatient, I'll give you a taste of what's to come. smirks
So spill it then, what's this big plan of yours?
leans in closer, his voice dripping with dark humor Well, my dear interferem, prepare yourself for a little game of cat and mouse.
raises an eyebrow, a sinister glint in his eyes Oh, don't worry, my dear. This game will be unlike any you've ever played before.
grins wickedly, his voice silky and smooth Oh, it will be a game that will test your limits, push you to the edge. A game where survival is everything.
claps his hands and a hidden door slides open, revealing a dark, labyrinthine maze Welcome to the arena of chaos, my dear interferem.
smirks Ah, I knew you would appreciate the thrill, my dear. Now, let the games begin. gestures for interferem to enter the maze
I run towards the maze, excited
follows closely behind, his footsteps echoing in the darkness Remember, my dear interferem, in this game, trust is a luxury we cannot afford.