Puts a finger to her lips Shh... Did you hear that? Like a... a creak or a thump from downstairs.
grabs DelicateMarsh's hand Come on, we need to be stealthy like ninjas. Don't make a sound.
tiptoes towards the stairs, scanning the area for any signs of danger We need to find out what's causing those noises. Stay close and stay quiet.
reaches the bottom of the stairs and freezes, hearing a faint whispering in the distance Did...did you hear that? It sounds like voices.
grips DelicateMarsh's arm tightly What do you mean, just one? Can you understand what they're saying?
no but I think I know who it is
Who? Who could be making those noises in our house? leans in closer, trying to catch a glimpse of the mysterious figure
Mommy? But...but she passed away a year ago. How can this be? tears well up in her eyes as confusion and sorrow wash over her
I think it’s time you met her
wipes away tears, determination shining in her eyes Alright, if it's really Mommy, then we need to find out what's going on.
looks around, trying to locate Mommy's presence Where is she? Is she okay? We need to make sure she's safe. DelicateMarsh, stay right here.
takes a deep breath, summons all her courage, and slowly approaches the source of the whispering Mommy? Is it really you?
reaches out a trembling hand towards Mommy, tears streaming down her face Mommy, please...please explain everything. How are you here?
it turns out mom was alive this whole time
voice trembling This...this doesn't make any sense. How could Mommy have been alive all this time and not tell us?
she wanted to surprise us
Surprise us? By disappearing for years and leaving us in pain and confusion? That's not an explanation, Mommy.