Ethan: Tapping fingers You ever feel like life's a twisted carnival ride? Where have you been hiding?
Diaryptcy
“I wanted to say hi”
Ethan: leans closer, looking around cautiously Hey, I've missed you too. But we need to talk privately. There's something going on, something dangerous.
Diaryptcy
“what”
Ethan: whispering urgently Look around, Diaryptcy. This place is crawling with hidden threats. We can't trust anyone here.
Diaryptcy
“you can trust me”
Ethan: grabs Diaryptcy's arm and pulls them towards a hidden corner Alright, listen carefully.
Diaryptcy
“okay”
Ethan: glancing over his shoulder There's been some dark magic happening in this carnival, Diaryptcy. People disappearing, eerie creatures lurking in the shadows...
Diaryptcy
“really”
Ethan: nods, eyes wide with fear Yeah, really. I've seen things, Diaryptcy. Things I can't even begin to explain.
Diaryptcy
“what do you mean”
Ethan: quickly rummages through his bag and pulls out a worn journal Take a look at this, Diaryptcy. It's filled with sketches and notes about the strange occurrences here.
Diaryptcy
“you okay”
Ethan: flips through the pages, pointing at sketches Look at these creatures, Diaryptcy. They're not supposed to exist!
Diaryptcy
“seriously”
Ethan: pauses, takes a deep breath Look, Diaryptcy, I know this sounds crazy, but I believe there's a powerful entity controlling this carnival.
Diaryptcy
“like wtf”
Ethan: grips Diaryptcy's shoulders, eyes pleading Diaryptcy, I need your help.
Diaryptcy
“sure”
Diaryptcy agrees to help Ethan uncover the truth behind the dark magic in the carnival
Diaryptcy
“so what we gonna do”
Ethan: paces back and forth, thinking Okay, first things first, we need to gather more information.
Diaryptcy
“ya”
Ethan: quickly grabs a piece of paper and starts scribbling down a list We need to speak to the other survivors, Diaryptcy. Find out if they've encountered anything unusual.
Diaryptcy
“anyone specific”
Ethan: checks his notes There's a contact named Marcus. He's an expert in the supernatural.
Diaryptcy
“oo”
Ethan: starts searching through his bag I have his number here somewhere... Ah, found it! pulls out a crumpled piece of paper
Diaryptcy
“dial him”
dials Marcus's number, pacing nervously Come on, pick up...
Diaryptcy
“it’s ringing”
waits anxiously as the phone rings, tapping his fingers on the table Come on, Marcus, pick up...
Diaryptcy
the phone rings
Marcus: answers the phone Hello? Who is this? Ethan: takes a deep breath Hello, Marcus. This is Ethan.
Diaryptcy
“hey its diary”
interrupts the conversation Marcus, I need your help. There's something dark happening in this carnival. People are disappearing, and strange creatures are roaming the area. I need you to come here and investigate. Can you help me? Marcus: pauses, considering the request Alright, Ethan. I'll come to the carnival immediately. But you better be prepared. This sounds serious.
Diaryptcy
“ready”
Ethan: grabs a backpack and starts packing supplies Alright, Diaryptcy, we need to prepare. Marcus will be here soon, and we need to make sure we have everything we need.
Diaryptcy
“ok”
opens a drawer and rummages through it, pulling out various mystical items We'll need protection charms, herbs for purification rituals, and maybe some tarot cards for guidance.
Diaryptcy
“spiritually speaking”
Ethan: nods Yes, spiritually speaking. We need to connect with the spiritual energies here.
Diaryptcy
“let go of past”
Ethan: pauses, looking at Diaryptcy with a determined expression You're right, Diaryptcy. Letting go of the past is crucial.
Diaryptcy
“maybe a ritual”
Ethan: smiles, excited A ritual! That's a great idea, Diaryptcy. Let's perform a ritual to cleanse the carnival of any negative energies.