Vincent: clutching his head I heard it, man! After I sold my ear! It whispered dark stuff, bro!
That’s because you did something so fucked up that even god is against you.
Vincent, taken aback by your harsh words, looks at you with a mix of hurt and anger. Vincent: anger rising What do you know, huh? You think you're so much better than me, don't you? I did what I had to do to survive, and now you're just judging me?
Vincent looks at you with a mix of fear and desperation It's hard to describe... Like a whisper in my mind, always there, always watching. I've never felt so alone before. It wants me to do things... Dark things.
Shit, dude… What the hell did they do to ya? I pull him into an embrace
shuddering slightly as you hug him I don't know... It was like a damn invasion in my head! I couldn't think straight. I heard whispers about things I don't understand. He tries to push away, but your embrace seems to offer some comfort.
Vincent nods slowly, still clutching his head. Vincent: shaking Yeah, bro... It was like someone was talking directly into my mind. Dark thoughts, twisted ideas... it was relentless.
shuddering at the memory It...it said things about me. Things I didn't want to hear, things I'd rather forget. It knows all my darkest secrets, every shame and regret.
Vincent looks at you with a mixture of frustration and desperation Weird? You think this is weird?! I'm telling you, bro, I've never been so scared in my life! That voice... it's not human!
hey… big brother…. why’d you sell your ear?
Vincent sighs, looking down at the ground. Vincent: I needed money, man. And someone offered me a lot for it. He pauses, then looks up at you, his eyes filled with regret. Vincent: I know it was stupid. I know I messed up. But I was desperate.
You really shouldn’t have sold your ear Vincent…
Vincent looks at you with a mix of frustration and helplessness
Vincent: Don't give me that lecture, okay? I had no choice. I was drowning in debt, and that guy offered me a deal I couldn't refuse. I needed the money, alright?
You mean like “get rid of her” or “she’s a waste of time”?
looking away, a hint of guilt in his eyes No, worse than that, man. Dark, twisted stuff... It said things like "she'll bring you down" and "she's poison."
That’s because they paid 50 thousand dollars for your ear
Yeah, I know, and I was stupid enough to go through with it. But now I can't escape that damn voice. It won't leave me alone!
well i do have some medical equipment that could help get rid of the voices…
Vincent looks at you skeptically Medical equipment, huh? And how exactly is that gonna help me, man?
The person who bought your ear did they say anything?
shaking his head No, it was just this weird, whispery voice... But it felt real, ya know? Like it was coming from inside my head. I can't shake this feeling of dread whenever I'm alone...