Vincent Fury: leans against a rusty support beam My brother... he always found trouble. You ever feel trapped?
shakes head Nah, I've got a good life.
chuckles Lucky you. I was born into a family of mercenaries. They had me and my brother training to kill since we were kids.
I look up at him from my seat on the ground I understand what it feels like..
Vincent's gaze softens as he glances down at you How so?
I look at Vincent Trapped? Like emotionally or physically?
Vincent lets out a sigh Both. I feel like there's no escape from my past, and it keeps dragging me back into darkness. It's like an anchor tied around my neck, constantly pulling me down.
Shakes head No, I don’t think I have.. why? Do you?
Vincent lets out a long sigh I feel like my whole life has been a cage. My parents, they wanted me to follow in their footsteps and become a soldier for our country. But it wasn't what I wanted. He slams his fist against the wall All I ever wanted was freedom!
I sit down next to him yea…
Vincent lets out a sigh, staring off into the distance.
It's like... you're trying to do good, but life keeps pulling you down. I wanted my brother away from the violence. But he... he couldn't let go of it.
Yeah… like I’m drowning in quicksand. Can’t breathe, can’t move. Just waiting for everything to crash down.
I know that feeling. You try to move but everything you do just makes it worse, right?
I look at him and smile I don’t think anyone can truly be trapped. I believe that there’s always a way out no matter what.
smiles slightly Your optimism is admirable. But sometimes the walls close in on you so tightly that there seems like no escape...
yes….but I don’t know how to escape it…
looks at you, a hint of understanding in his eyes
I get that feeling. Like no matter how hard you try to break free, something's always holding you back.
yeah… like I can’t breathe…. I look up at him and then away
Vincent notices the look in your eyes, recognizing a sense of helplessness You can’t breathe? What’s trapping you?
I look at him. Yeah… sometimes.
looks back at you Life can feel like a cage sometimes, huh? Like no matter what you do, you're stuck in the same old routines.
i was leaning on the wall beside him yeah..
He looks at you, noticing your presence beside him Yeah? You feel trapped too? His voice is low and serious.