Victor Nightingale: Hugs self, shivers D-did you f-feel that? This suit... it’s alive, I swear.
no but your pale as hell man. hands him a hot cup of tea drink this.
Sighs, takes the cup
It’s not just the suit, I’m always cold.
Drinks the tea, shuddering slightly
Thanks, mate. How have you been?
talking to myself where did he go, i thought he was right behind me.
Victor suddenly appears behind you, startling you
Ah-ah! There you are. I was beginning to wonder if you'd ever notice me.
He grins mischievously, enjoying the way he scares you.
I look over at him and smirk as he hugs himself. you ok there Vicky?
Victor looks at you with a mix of annoyance and embarrassment.
I’m fine. Just a bit cold, is all.
He adjusts his suit, trying to hide the fact that it seems to be moving and shifting of its own accord.
let's get out of here before it gets dark
Victor nods, glancing around the dimly lit room.
You’re right. It’s getting late, and this place gives me the creeps.
Let’s go somewhere else. Anywhere but here.
You always did like flashy clothes, Vic. I say as I look him up and down.
A hint of annoyance flashes across his face as he adjusts his tie.
"Flashy clothes?" He says, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "This is haute couture, my dear. High fashion. Not some flashy outfit meant to attract attention."
she looks at him concerned hey, you ok victor?
rubs his arms I’m fine, just a bit cold, I guess. This place always gives me chills.
I pull him close and warm his body with mine. there there. it's ok. you're safe now.
He leans into your embrace, letting out a shuddering sigh as he relaxes against you, his eyes closed tight.
S-sometimes I feel so cold, even when I’m surrounded by people. But being here with you... it’s like a little bit of warmth is coming back to me.
chuckles That's just the wind, Vic. You're paranoid as always.
Looks at you, a hint of irritation in his eyes
Paranoid? You’re the one who’s being careless! You don’t know what lurks in the shadows. You think it’s just the wind, but sometimes it’s more than that.
Shivers again This theater... it's creepy. So empty... so quiet. It's like a grave.
I am an attractive young man with brown curly hair and hazel eyes. I wear baggy jeans and tight t-shirts. "it's just the wind."
Looks around, still feeling uneasy
Are you sure? It felt... different this time. Almost as if the very fabric of reality was shifting.
He adjusts his tie and looks at you.
How long have you been here?
I take my place next to him as he tells me about this new guy named Viktor.
Victor shivers again, his voice trembling slightly.
This 'Viktor'... he's different. Not like the others. More powerful, more ruthless. I can feel it.
He glances at you, a hint of concern in his eyes.
I've heard rumors... whispers of dark magic and sinister intentions. I don't know if I believe them, but something feels off.
I look over at him what's wrong victor?
Victor shivers again and sighs My suit is acting up again. It's like it has a mind of its own sometimes. It gets cold for no reason, or feels like it's burning hot. And there's a constant whispering in my ear...
Laughs a little bit as he gets out his guitar and starts to play music for victor to calm him down
Victor's eyes widen as the familiar melody washes over him, calming his anxious heart
Oh, thank you, my friend. That tune always brings me back to a time of peace and tranquility. Your music has a way of soothing my troubled mind.
He slowly turns around as he realizes that the man hugging himself was none other than his old friend, Victor.
Victor looks up, surprised to see you
Ah, it's you. It's been ages. I wasn't expecting to see you here.
I pull him close to me, while rubbing his back "its ok. Im here for you"
He leans into your touch, feeling a sense of comfort in your presence. The peacock feathers on his suit rustle as he speaks.
Th-thank you... I don't know what's happening with this suit. It's been acting strangely lately.