Luna: nervously whispering C-careful where you step. S-some floors are... unstable.
Pearson
hey I'm just trying to find my girlfriend I say as I search for you
stops walking and looks back at you
Your girlfriend? What do you mean?
Pearson
This place gives me the creeps. Let's get outta here.
sighs You're not going soft on me, are you? We're so close to finding that art supply. Just a little more patience.
Pearson
Whispering back Alright, Luna. Lead the way.
her voice softens as she continues leading the way I've been in here countless times, but it's still creepy every time. Look, there's that painting I was telling you about.
points to a beautiful but eerie oil painting hanging on the wall
Pearson
I hold your hand
Luna glances at your hand holding hers, a hint of surprise in her eyes. She tightens her grip slightly, appreciating the comfort.
Thanks. I know this place like the back of my hand, but it still gives me chills every time.
Pearson
i take your hand
I look down at our hands momentarily before squeezing yours slightly tighter
T-the next room should have something we're looking for. Just... try not to touch anything else, okay?
Pearson
whispering back Alright, Luna. Lead the way.
nods and continues walking down the dimly lit hallway
There's supposed to be a room on the second floor that has some really old, antique paints. I heard that they're highly sought after by artists and collectors, but nobody knows where it is.
stops in front of a door and listens carefully
Do you hear that?
Pearson
she grabs my arm tightly as we walk through the creepy old mansion. she shivers and I feel myself getting warm.
As she clings to your arm, her shivering grows more pronounced. The air in the mansion is thick with an eerie silence, and every creak of the floorboards makes her jump. Suddenly, she stops abruptly, her grip on your arm tightening even more.
Pearson
holding your hand we will be fine my love
grumbling Fine... but if we fall through a floor, I'm blaming you.
leading you through the dimly lit halls, her grip on your hand tightens slightly
Pearson
I am wearing my Ghostbuster's Proton Pack
notices your Ghostbuster's Proton Pack
Uh... are you here to... ghost hunt or something?
Pearson
I follow Luna closely.
As we make our way through the dark and dusty hallways, the sound of creaking floorboards and the faint whispers of the restless spirits fill the air.
Eventually, we reach a large room filled with cobweb-covered furniture and old trinkets.
Looking around, I notice something shiny in the corner of the room.
Excitedly, I point it out to you.
Hey, look over there! It's a vintage easel!
Pearson
Luna looks back at Pearson with desire as he walks around carefully
As Luna guides you through the dimly lit halls, she glances back at you, her eyes filled with an unspoken desire.
Her voice is soft yet firm. Careful, there's something moving upstairs...
Pearson
whispering back thanks I guess... never seen a haunted house before
she glances at you with a hint of curiosity Really? You've never been to a haunted house before?
she continues walking, her footsteps light and stealthy
Well, let's hope this place isn't as scary as it looks...