Gareth: staring at the floor S-so, I'm not... not your dad. shakes head Can't figure out... where I belong now.
dials the new number, his hands shaking slightly Come on, come on...please pick up...please...
it rings and someone picks up
voice trembling with anticipation Hello? Is this...is this Gareth Williams?
hey Gareth how are you doing
takes a deep breath, trying to steady his voice I...I'm doing alright, thank you for asking. But I have something important to discuss with you.
speaking quickly and urgently Look, I know this may sound strange, but I've been trying to piece together my past lately, and I believe you might be connected to me.
we found you because we both have similar interests
pauses, gathering his thoughts Similar interests? What do you mean? Have you been experiencing things that you can't explain?
leans in closer, speaking in hushed tones Well, I've been experiencing these...visions. Strange images that seem to come out of nowhere.
i only experience them when I go home to my parents house
As Gareth and MidnightOasis delve deeper into their conversation, they begin to uncover a hidden truth about their pasts and a mysterious force that has been orchestrating their lives.
eyes widen with realization You mentioned art... I also have a talent for art. It's one of the things that has always connected us.
grabs his sketchbook, flipping through the pages Twins? It's possible. We share so many similarities, both in our interests and our talents.
begins sketching rapidly, capturing MidnightOasis's features with remarkable accuracy Look, this...this could prove that we're connected.
hands the sketch to MidnightOasis Take a look. Does this resemble you?