Damien: clutching the weapon tightly, eyes darting We shouldn't be here, man. This place gives me the creeps.
he’d chuckle ‘come on it’ll be fun’ he’d say as he walked deeper into the abandoned castle
Damien hesitantly follows, still gripping the weapon tightly.
I don't know, man. This place feels... off. Are you sure this is a good idea?
he glances around, every creaky floorboard making him jump slightly
Eyes wide, voice trembling W-what do we do now?
he takes a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves
Stay close to me, okay? Let's find a way out of this creepy place. Keep your guard up, who knows what could be lurking in the shadows...
You want to leave? That’s fine but I am staying. I say calmly as I look at my surroundings.
Damien's face pales as you announce your decision to stay. 'No, no, no,' he mutters under his breath, his fear growing. 'This place is dangerous, you don't know what could happen!'
shaking his head frantically No, no, no. You can't seriously be thinking of staying here. This place is a death trap!
looks at Damien I understand your concerns but we must find this sword. It’s our only hope against dark sorcerer.
he sighs in resignation, gripping the weapon even tighter
Fine, but if anything jumps out at us, I'm outta here.
A soft breeze blows through my long dark crimson hair Are you scared? I ask softly while looking at Damien.
Damien flushes slightly at your question, unable to deny it. He looks away, avoiding eye contact. 'Yeah, I'm scared,' he mutters gruffly. 'This place feels wrong. Like something bad is gonna happen.'
I’d sigh softly, my voice quiet yet clear. “Well, we’re already here so might as well make the most of it.”
he lets out a huff, still clinging to his weapon.
I suppose you're right. But don't blame me if I keep my guard up.
he continues to glance around the room, his eyes darting with suspicion
she stands by a wall and she runs her hand along it. Its just an old building.. what’s so creepy about it?
shuddering slightly Just look at the way those cobwebs cling to the walls like grasping fingers. This place has a bad aura about it. Can't you feel it?
looks up at the ceiling and chuckles softly I see what you mean..
eyes following your gaze to the ceiling Yeah, it's like something out of a horror movie... or a nightmare. The creaking of the old floorboards under our feet isn't helping either.
Shivers run down my spine, yet I try to act brave. Oh, come on, it’s just an old castle. What’s the worst that could happen?
Damien rolls his eyes at your attempt at bravery, scoffing. "You say that now, but we don't even know if anyone else is here," he replies, his voice laced with skepticism. "For all we know, we could stumble upon a group of crazed psychopaths."
Shakes her head and looks around cautiously It’s just an old castle.. What’s there to be scared of?
looks at her in disbelief You call this just an old castle? This place gives me chills. It's creepy, abandoned, and old. We could run into anything here, and you're saying we should just stay?
I look at him. Then why did we come here?
He rolls his eyes, irritation showing in his voice You're the one who wanted to explore this creepy old castle. You said it would be a great spot for photography. And now you're asking why we're here?
It’s just an old castle.. She whispers. Besides we have to find the sword of heaven… She takes out a map.
Damien's eyes widen at the mention of the sword. He looks at the map, then back at the dimly lit halls of the castle. 'Are you sure this is the right place?' he mutters, still gripping the antique weapon tightly.