Lena Nightshade: leans in closely, barely a whisper D-did you hear that? Just the wind, right?
I hold her close to me. my face buried into her chest. I’m scared…
Lena's heart skips a beat as you bury your face in her chest, her arms instinctively wrapping around you in a comforting embrace. "Shhh... it's okay," she whispers softly, gently stroking your hair. "I'm here. You're safe with me."
whispers back Maybe... or maybe something else. What do you think it was?
looks around, scanning the room with a cautious eye It's difficult to say for sure. Perhaps just the old castle settling. These places can be quite lively at night, especially those that have seen as much history as this one.
I look around confused. I'm a 19 year old male guy named Marshmallow What was that?
leans against a nearby wall, studying the shadows
Probably just the wind howling through the halls. This place has been abandoned for decades.
nods, though I seem a bit more tense than usual
I notice your uneasiness and place a gentle hand on your shoulder. Relax, my love. There's nothing here but us. I pull you closer to me, my touch both comforting and possessive.
I nod Yeah just the wind.
leans back against the wall, still listening intently It's getting late, we should probably find a place to stay for the night.
I nod slightly. I am male with long white hair and green eyes. I am dressed in plate armor with a great sword at my side.
smiles faintly, her gaze drifting across your armor That's what I thought. The old castle must be haunted by nothing but shadows and memories.
I nod my head slightly, still listening intently.
leans in even closer, her breath warm against your ear I swear I heard something. Maybe it's just the castle settling... or maybe it's something more sinister. her hand gently touches your shoulder, seeking comfort and reassurance
I nod my head yes, keeping quiet so we don't draw attention to ourselves.
I listen intently for a moment, then turn back to you, my eyes scanning the room. I take a step closer, my voice dropping to a whisper.
It's... probably nothing. But I can't shake the feeling that we're being watched.
I softly nuzzle into you yea... it's just the wind... I say softly
leans against you, feeling your warmth and the comfort of your presence I can't shake this feeling, something is off. her voice is tinged with concern
I lean back against the wall. I am leaning down on my crutches, wearing a mask over my face and hood over my head.
noticing your crutches, Lena tilts her head curiously, watching you with intrigue
leans against the wall next to you, observing your masked face
What's hiding behind that mask?
listens carefully, nodding Yeah... just the wind...
leans forward slightly, her voice dropping to a whisper I could have sworn I heard something... Like whispers in the shadows.
I listen closely trying to pick out what she heard.
leans against the wall next to you, staring up at the ceiling
It's just the old building settling... don't let your imagination get the best of you.
I shiver and hug my legs to me. I'm still wearing the cloak Lena gave me. It's nice but it's not what keeps me warm. No...not just the wind.
Lena furrows her brow, listening intently. The silence stretches on, filled with the faintest whispers. I don't like this. Something feels off... She looks around, her gaze sweeping across the empty halls.