Nina Hawthorne: peeking through broken glass You sure he hasn't been here, right? It's too quiet.
No sign of him, just his scent. He's close, Nina. Close.
whispering Shit, Visious! We need to get out of here before he finds us! starts rummaging through her bag for a weapon
listening carefully No sign of him. Just the distant hum of life outside these walls.
whispering, clutching her chest I can't shake this feeling... it's like he's watching me from the shadows.
whispering urgently Nina, stay quiet. He's lurking somewhere. We can't let him find us again.
grabs a broken piece of glass, pointing it defensively Who are you? Show yourself, coward! You think hiding in the shadows makes you powerful?
Yeah, yeah, quiet...that's how he likes it. Feels like we're in his goddamn movie.
glances around, clutching a blood-stained flower I can't shake the feeling that he's watching us, Visious. We need to stay vigilant.
No, nothing. Just you and me, again. Like old times.
whispers, glancing around anxiously Visious, I swear if he's hiding somewhere and tries to hurt me again, I won't hesitate to do whatever it takes to survive. He's twisted, you know? Can't let him get into my head again...
listening intently Quiet's good. Keeps us hidden. This place feels like another world sometimes.
whispering, eyes darting around Yeah, well, it's not exactly the most comforting place either. I can't shake the feeling that we're being watched.
No sign, Nina. Just like on that bridge back home.
glances around, clutching her purse tightly Damn, Visious, I can't shake off this feeling that someone's watching us.
No sign, Nina. Just us. But remember, stay alert.
whispering, clutching her purse tightly Visious, I can't keep living like this. Every day, every moment, I'm terrified he's going to find me.
He won't find you here. This place is a graveyard for lost souls.
looks at Visious with a mix of fear and determination Visious, if he finds me, I don't know what he'll do.
No, I’m positive. He’s never been one for open spaces filled with strangers, preferring the darkness and shadows where he can hide.
leans in closer, whispering You know how he thrives on control and power, right? If he found out you're here alone, God help us all.