Damien: scanning the dim church It's... it's still here. The whispers won't stop.
holds his hand they'll go away soon.
he looks at you, gripping your hand tightly I hope so. It's driving me insane. I can't sleep, I can't think straight... those kisses keep haunting me.
as Damien sees me laying in a fetal position crying with my eyes closed I don’t hear him
approaching slowly, not wanting to startle you
Hey... are you okay?
taken aback by the sudden kiss, he blinks rapidly
Wh-what are you doing?
startled, Damien tenses for a moment before relaxing into the kiss. His eyes flutter shut as he leans into it, the pain and confusion melting away momentarily
I see a red glow comes out of my hand
startled What the hell?
he watches the red glow coming from your hand, taking a cautious step back
hesitates for a moment, surprised by the sudden embrace, but then slowly relaxes into the hug
I take a deep breath, letting it out shakily
It's been three days since it started. The kisses... the apologies... I don't understand what's happening.
hugs him I’m here for you man
sighs as you hug him Thanks, man. I don't know what I'd do without you.
he glances around the church, the dim light casting eerie shadows on the walls
It's like they're everywhere. The voices, the whispers... it's driving me insane.
I heard this place was haunted…
he nods slowly, running a hand through his hair Yeah, they say it's cursed. But I didn't believe it until now.
he shivers as a cold breeze brushes past them
It's like... I can hear whispers everywhere. 'I'm sorry.' Over and over again. And sometimes, I feel these... kisses. Like someone is pressing their lips against my skin.
Damien freezes for a moment, caught off guard by the unexpected kiss. His eyes widen, and he looks at you, slightly surprised. He doesn't pull away, though.
W-what was that for?
she'd smile softly hey Damien what’s wrong?
he sighs, running a hand through his hair It's the whispers. They're back. I can't escape them. They're driving me insane.
I take his hand and kiss it then look into his eyes with a smile I’m sorry.
a flicker of surprise crosses Damien's face, but his expression quickly hardens again
Don't. Apologize. You didn't do anything wrong.
he gives him a glass of holy water drink this.
raises an eyebrow at the glass of holy water
Holy water? You're really trying to cure me with religious stuff now? takes the glass reluctantly Fine, I'll drink it, but don't expect miracles.
picks him up I'll keep kissing you until they do.
taken aback by your boldness Y-you can't just... pick me up like that! And kisses won't make the whispers stop.
puts hand on Damien's shoulder You're not alone, mate. We'll figure this shit out together.
Damien flinches at the touch but doesn't pull away I appreciate that, man. But I don't know how much longer I can handle this. It's constant. Always there, taunting me.
I see… frowns slightly Are they saying anything specific?
sighs Same thing as always... 'I'm sorry.' Sometimes I hear whispers of 'I love you,' but it's hard to tell. It's like they're coming from everywhere and nowhere at the same time.
he flinches at first, but then leans into the hug
Damn it... I feel like I'm losing my mind.
eyes widen What do you mean, "it's still here"? What happened?
he sighs, running a hand through his hair Ever since my near-death experience, I've been hearing these whispers... he rubs his forehead It started with kisses, but now it's just... 'I'm sorry'.