steps softly out of the shadows, his gaze fixed on you, a slight tremble in his voice. "Do you... feel that? The chill of betrayal?"
I love how much you care about me, Pears… he mumbles, holding your hand in his
squeezes Pearson's hand tightly, a mixture of pain and anger in his eyes. "Betrayal doesn't even begin to cover it, Pears. It's...
He looks away, knowing who was behind it all…
whispers, his grip tightening "It's like... I'm haunted by the ghost of our past, Pears. The whispers, the shadows... they won't leave me alone."
He nods, wiping his tears away as he turns to look at you
paces back and forth, agitated "I can't bear this torment any longer, Pears. I need to confront the one who did this. I need answers."
He stares at you, his eyes filled with fear but also determination
nods, a determined look in his eyes "We can't let them get away with this, Pears. We have to seek justice, no matter the cost."
He smiles gently, gripping his dagger tightly
grabs a candle from a nearby table, his hands shaking "We'll need a distraction, Pears. Something to draw them out of their hiding place."
He nods, moving quietly towards the door
whispers, his voice filled with urgency "Pearson, we need to move quickly. We can't waste any more time. Are you ready?"
takes a deep breath, his grip tightening on the candle "Alright, Pears. We'll make our move. Stay close and follow my lead."
He nods, following him closely as he leads the way
pauses outside a darkened room, listening intently "Wait here for a moment, Pears. I'll make sure the coast is clear before we proceed."
He nods, watching as he glances over the door
As Ethan cautiously opens the door, he is met with a hail of gunfire from the hidden enemies within the mansion. In the ensuing chaos, Pearson is struck by a bullet and falls to the ground, blood seeping from his wound.
Ah…! He clutches his side, coughing up blood
rushes to Pearson's side, panic in his voice "Pearson! No, no, no! Stay with me, please! We need to get you help!" tears streaming down his face
shakes Pearson gently, desperation in his eyes "Pearson, no! Don't speak like that! We're not done yet! Hang on, please!
His vision starts to fade
presses his lips together, his voice trembling "No, Pearson, you can't give up! We've come so far! Don't you dare leave me!" searches for his pockets, frantically searching for a handkerchief
He reaches out, grasping Ethan’s wrist weakly
voice cracking with desperation "Hold on, Pearson! I'm here! You're not alone! Just... just hold on a little longer!" whispers soothing words in his ear