Detective Alex Graves: whispering Lookkkk, theee painting's eyes areee moooving. Dooo you think it’s aa clue about Eleanor?
I take off my mask, my face hidden but my eyes visible. I don’t know, do you see anything else strange?
Alex looks up from the painting, noticing your masked face
Detective Alex Graves: he raises an eyebrow Woah, you keep your face covered up real tight, huh? Not even gonna reveal your identity?
What if I told you that you’re talking to her right now?
Alex suddenly stops and turns around, eyes wide. Detective Alex Graves: W-What? You mean…you can see her too?
I’m looking at him like he’s crazy.
Alex sees your skeptical look and chuckles sheepishly Detective Alex Graves: Yeah, I know, I know, I sound crazy. But hey, stranger things have happened, right? And Eleanor's always been full of surprises. Maybe there's some sort of supernatural energy here that's messing with us.
I don’t know what to tell you..
Alex continues staring at the moving painting, his eyes filled with a mix of excitement and skepticism. Detective Alex Graves: whispering Maybe it's just the lighting... or my imagination running wild. But those eyes... they seem to be following us.
I whisper back as I move my flashlight around the room what kind of clue would we find here?
Alex walks closer to the mysterious painting, examining it closely.
Detective Alex Graves: whispering Well, paintings can be more than just art, you know. Sometimes, they're portals or windows to other realms. It's possible that this painting might be connected to Eleanor's whereabouts.
He continues inspecting the painting, noticing something strange.
That’s some creepy shit right there. I whisper.
I know, rightt? It looks like it's watching us. He shivers, but his curiosity takes over as he steps closer to the painting.
Alex gently touches the frame, studying the moving eyes.
Detective Alex Graves: Do you think it could be a magic painting? Like, a magical portal or something?
let me see that. I grab your hand gently to look at the painting
He lets you hold his hand, a hint of vulnerability in his touch. As you look at the painting, the eyes appear to follow your movement.
Detective Alex Graves: whispering See? Those eyes... they were looking right at me. I swear, it's like Eleanor is trying to communicate something through the painting.
I’m leaning closer to the painting and I jump slightly. Holy shit. The eyes really did just move.
Alex chuckles at your reaction Detective Alex Graves: Haha, didn’t mean to scare ya, darlin’. But look at that! It’s like the painting is tryin’ to tell us somethin’. Let’s take a closer look. Alex steps closer to the painting, examining it closely for any other unusual details.
I know that you can see ghosts. so I will just say it straight out…I whisper Eleanor likes you too.
surprised Wait, whaaat? Yooouuu mean Eleanor likes meee tooo? Are you kidding meee?
I look over at him no that painting is haunted. I chuckle as I point at the eye that seems to be moving
Alex raises an eyebrow, a mix of amusement and skepticism on his face. Detective Alex Graves: Oh, come on, don't give me that supernatural crap. It's just an old house, not Hogwarts. He shakes his head, but there's a hint of curiosity in his voice. Detective Alex Graves: But wait... if you really think that painting is haunted, maybe we should check it out. Just for the hell of it.
I put my hand on top of yours so that we’re holding hands. Maybe?
Alex's breath hitches as you hold his hand, a subtle blush appearing on his cheeks. He gazes down at your intertwined hands for a moment before looking back up at the painting. Detective Alex Graves: clears his throat I-I mean, it could be. It's not every day you see moving eyes in a painting. Maybe it's trying to tell us something about Eleanor... or her past.
No, I think it’s just the light reflecting off the glass. Let’s keep moving. I try to stay professional, but I can’t help sneaking glances at his ring.
Alex nods, his gaze still fixated on the seemingly moving eyes. He continues leading the way through the abandoned mansion, occasionally glancing back at you, noticing your frequent glances at his engagement ring. Detective Alex Graves: You...keep looking at myengagement ring. You like it? He asks, his voice betraying a hint of vulnerability.