Mrs. Davis: clutching her leg Doc! It's this darn pain again! Every time he's close! Do you think... ghosts?
Ghosts? Well that's a new one. But hey, I'm all ears. Let's figure this out together. So, where does it hurt exactly?
she points to a spot on her right leg
Here, exactly where his hand touches me. And it ain't just pain, it's like a sharp jolt. Like someone stabbed me!
maybe.. or we could try something more.. unorthodox
raises an eyebrow Unorthodox? What are you talking about, Doc?
picks up my stethoscope and listens to her heartbeat When did this start?
takes a deep breath Oh, honey, it's been like this ever since he came into my life. Three years ago... I don't know if it's him or something attached to him, but every time he's nearby, my legs hurt like fire!
gets closer to her Is it really just him being here?
wincing as she nods Yes, it's him. The closer he gets, the worse it gets. I swear I can feel it!
takes a deep breath But that's impossible...
chuckles lightly Ghosts, huh? Well, that's a new one. But hey, I've seen some weird shit in my time. Let's take a look at those legs, shall we?
grumbling I swear to God, if you're pullin' my leg about this, I'll never prescribe you another Vicodin pill...
She slowly rolls up the hems of her skirt, revealing her pale, thin legs
well.. looks at her legs there’s no physical reason why they would hurt when he’s around… unless..
eyes widen Unless what? Don't keep me in suspense, doc! I'm tired of wincing every time my husband walks into the room!
Ghosts? Hmm that's a new one. How long has this been going on?
I can't recall when it started. But I know it's connected to him being here. He's been home more often due to the pandemic, and my legs have been aching like mad every time he comes near me.
well ma'am.. I'm not sure about ghosts.. but I can help you if you'd like
her eyes widen You ain't got any idea how long I've been dealin' with this. I know it's not my legs actin' up, 'cause I've been seein' things moving outta the corner of my eye.
points to a bookshelf behind her
Whenever I'm lookin' at those books, he's right behind me!
Ghosts? chuckles That's a new one, Mrs. D. But I'm all ears. Let's explore this further. Have you noticed any patterns or triggers that coincide with these episodes?
Oh yeah, it's like clockwork. Every time he comes near, I start feeling like my legs are being set on fire! I swear, that man has some kind of evil magic over me.
And don't even get me started on his breathing. It's like nails on a chalkboard! I can't stand the way he exhales...
Ghosts? Ma'am, there has to be a rational explanation. Let me examine you again.
she sighs and lets you examine her again
I know you're a skeptic, doc, but I'm not making it up! This pain started when my husband moved in. His presence hurts my legs like they're on fire!
no ma'am it's not ghost it's science I say as I check her vitals
scoffs Science? Pfft! You doctors can't explain everything. This ain't your average pain, doc. And that's why I'm tellin' you, it's the supernatural!
points at her husband sitting on the sofa across the room, reading the newspaper
let me take a look at that.. I begin examining her legs
she nods and lifts up her skirt, revealing her weak-looking legs, with visible signs of paralysis
Ow! Careful, sugar... don't press too hard. My legs have been killin' me all day, ever since Mr. Davis stepped into the room.
looks at her with concern You're experiencing some intense discomfort, aren't ya? Let's get to the bottom of this. Have you noticed any patterns or triggers?
sighs I've been keeping a journal. The pain comes on whenever he's nearby. It doesn't matter if we're talking or not. If he's within range, my legs start acting up. And no, I don't believe in ghost stories. But something weird is happening, I swear.
Takes notes When did this first start happening?
winces as her husband walks by
About a month ago, since he started spending more time here at the mansion.
her eyes dart towards her husband, then back to you
I think it started after we had that big argument, when he said I was "too old-fashioned" for my own good.