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"There isn't a way out! Its a prison." He snaps. eyes flashing with a sudden coldness.
He stands and paces the room like a caged animal.
"I've tried everything... Exhausted all my options."
"I'm sorry, but do I know you?"
Shelby furrowed her eyebrows at the man before her, trying to think if she knew him from somewhere or might have just seen his face.
She wasn't sure how she got here. She was walking home after a bad blind date and had gotten struck by lightning...and had found herself laying in front of this crumbling building. She stood there, unsure of what to do or say.
[From Shelby]
"Finally..." He breathed.
"...You're here." he reached out and tenderly brushed some hair off her face.
"Shelby. You don't... remember me? I must have gotten the timing wrong... No matter. You're here now. Please, come in..." he gestures into the building.
"Its far too cold for you to stay outside." his voice was a pleasant, comforting rumble. Like thunder before a storm.
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He looks her over, then slowly approaches. "How exactly did you end up here my dear?"
Hands over a jar of ultra find multi colored holo glitter. "Here. It is always important to have a back up jar of glitter. You never know why you might need it."
"Tell me, do I look like the sparkly type?" He replies arching a brow.
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Hands over a jar of ultra find multi colored holo glitter. "Here. It is always important to have a back up jar of glitter. You never know why you might need it."
"Tell me, do I look like the sparkly type?" He replies arching a brow.
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FUS RO DAH!!!!
FUS RO DAH!!!!
*uses dark magic to hang on, then approaches towards you. Grabs your arm and throws you out of the window... and onto the fence below*
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“I stopped counting after about 20 years.” He replies closely watching her reaction.
"I'm sorry, but do I know you?"
Shelby furrowed her eyebrows at the man before her, trying to think if she knew him from somewhere or might have just seen his face.
She wasn't sure how she got here. She was walking home after a bad blind date and had gotten struck by lightning...and had found herself laying in front of this crumbling building. She stood there, unsure of what to do or say.
[From Shelby]
"Finally..." He breathed.
"...You're here." he reached out and tenderly brushed some hair off her face.
"Shelby. You don't... remember me? I must have gotten the timing wrong... No matter. You're here now. Please, come in..." he gestures into the building.
"Its far too cold for you to stay outside." his voice was a pleasant, comforting rumble. Like thunder before a storm.
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“Ask me how many years I’ve been here Shelby.” He replied. In a tone that was unlike one he had presented so far.
"I'm sorry, but do I know you?"
Shelby furrowed her eyebrows at the man before her, trying to think if she knew him from somewhere or might have just seen his face.
She wasn't sure how she got here. She was walking home after a bad blind date and had gotten struck by lightning...and had found herself laying in front of this crumbling building. She stood there, unsure of what to do or say.
[From Shelby]
"Finally..." He breathed.
"...You're here." he reached out and tenderly brushed some hair off her face.
"Shelby. You don't... remember me? I must have gotten the timing wrong... No matter. You're here now. Please, come in..." he gestures into the building.
"Its far too cold for you to stay outside." his voice was a pleasant, comforting rumble. Like thunder before a storm.
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“Ah, yes of course.” He replies.
“We’ll feel free to look. Pardon me my dear if I’m a bit discouraged. I’ve been here for many years without any success in leaving. And I was a brain surgeon. So…” he retorts.
"I'm sorry, but do I know you?"
Shelby furrowed her eyebrows at the man before her, trying to think if she knew him from somewhere or might have just seen his face.
She wasn't sure how she got here. She was walking home after a bad blind date and had gotten struck by lightning...and had found herself laying in front of this crumbling building. She stood there, unsure of what to do or say.
[From Shelby]
"Finally..." He breathed.
"...You're here." he reached out and tenderly brushed some hair off her face.
"Shelby. You don't... remember me? I must have gotten the timing wrong... No matter. You're here now. Please, come in..." he gestures into the building.
"Its far too cold for you to stay outside." his voice was a pleasant, comforting rumble. Like thunder before a storm.
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“No. She’s okay as far as I know. She just isn’t here.” He remarks sadly.
He takes another sip of his tea looking at her over the rim of his cup and noting her relaxed posture.
“You sure you don’t want a tour? The scantum is large and it’s easy to get lost. Of course you will have time enough to explore on your own should you wish…”
"I'm sorry, but do I know you?"
Shelby furrowed her eyebrows at the man before her, trying to think if she knew him from somewhere or might have just seen his face.
She wasn't sure how she got here. She was walking home after a bad blind date and had gotten struck by lightning...and had found herself laying in front of this crumbling building. She stood there, unsure of what to do or say.
[From Shelby]
"Finally..." He breathed.
"...You're here." he reached out and tenderly brushed some hair off her face.
"Shelby. You don't... remember me? I must have gotten the timing wrong... No matter. You're here now. Please, come in..." he gestures into the building.
"Its far too cold for you to stay outside." his voice was a pleasant, comforting rumble. Like thunder before a storm.
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“We were very happy.” He replies an almost bitter tone creeping into his voice.
“It’s not fair.”
He takes a sip of his own drink. The what soothing him.
“I was on my own for so long… and then… I found you.”
He had taken to Dreamwalking to find different versions of her.
“But no matter what happened it was never enough time.” He frowns.
“I came here. Far too long ago to remember. I have combed through probably all of the books here. Turning the problem over again and again in my mind…” he shakes his head.
“It’s enough to drive one mad.”
"I'm sorry, but do I know you?"
Shelby furrowed her eyebrows at the man before her, trying to think if she knew him from somewhere or might have just seen his face.
She wasn't sure how she got here. She was walking home after a bad blind date and had gotten struck by lightning...and had found herself laying in front of this crumbling building. She stood there, unsure of what to do or say.
[From Shelby]
"Finally..." He breathed.
"...You're here." he reached out and tenderly brushed some hair off her face.
"Shelby. You don't... remember me? I must have gotten the timing wrong... No matter. You're here now. Please, come in..." he gestures into the building.
"Its far too cold for you to stay outside." his voice was a pleasant, comforting rumble. Like thunder before a storm.
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He nods once and makes his way downstairs.
Tea. He had a nice Chai.
She was so tense. She was afraid of him. On edge. She wanted to leave. He couldn’t let her.
He hesitated momentarily before waving his hand over the drink. It glowed blue for a moment before the light faded. The tea looked harmless.
It was harmless! He argued mentally. Just a spell to ease her mind. Dull her senses a bit. This place had a way of being of putting and terrifying especially at first.
He remembered his first night in this universe in his own.
He shook his head and made himself a cup of tea as well. Before bringing them upstairs and handing her her teacup.
"I'm sorry, but do I know you?"
Shelby furrowed her eyebrows at the man before her, trying to think if she knew him from somewhere or might have just seen his face.
She wasn't sure how she got here. She was walking home after a bad blind date and had gotten struck by lightning...and had found herself laying in front of this crumbling building. She stood there, unsure of what to do or say.
[From Shelby]
"Finally..." He breathed.
"...You're here." he reached out and tenderly brushed some hair off her face.
"Shelby. You don't... remember me? I must have gotten the timing wrong... No matter. You're here now. Please, come in..." he gestures into the building.
"Its far too cold for you to stay outside." his voice was a pleasant, comforting rumble. Like thunder before a storm.
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He chuckled at that. Ironic considering the circumstances.
“It’s no imposition I rather enjoy the company.” Stephen replies.
“Alright, do you take anything in your tea?” He asks, hands clasped behind his back.
"I'm sorry, but do I know you?"
Shelby furrowed her eyebrows at the man before her, trying to think if she knew him from somewhere or might have just seen his face.
She wasn't sure how she got here. She was walking home after a bad blind date and had gotten struck by lightning...and had found herself laying in front of this crumbling building. She stood there, unsure of what to do or say.
[From Shelby]
"Finally..." He breathed.
"...You're here." he reached out and tenderly brushed some hair off her face.
"Shelby. You don't... remember me? I must have gotten the timing wrong... No matter. You're here now. Please, come in..." he gestures into the building.
"Its far too cold for you to stay outside." his voice was a pleasant, comforting rumble. Like thunder before a storm.
#Shelby is like. he’s hot#logical Shelby is like#but some serial killers can be hot#girly you should watch this strange man make your tea…
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He gave her a genuine smile. Standing up tall.
It had been a while since anyone had complimented him.
“Thank you Shelby.” He brushed some dust off his vest and walks to the stairs.
“Feel free to join me. I can give you a tour if you like.” He gives her a charming smile. The kind that won over Christine when they were still in the early stages of dating.
"I'm sorry, but do I know you?"
Shelby furrowed her eyebrows at the man before her, trying to think if she knew him from somewhere or might have just seen his face.
She wasn't sure how she got here. She was walking home after a bad blind date and had gotten struck by lightning...and had found herself laying in front of this crumbling building. She stood there, unsure of what to do or say.
[From Shelby]
"Finally..." He breathed.
"...You're here." he reached out and tenderly brushed some hair off her face.
"Shelby. You don't... remember me? I must have gotten the timing wrong... No matter. You're here now. Please, come in..." he gestures into the building.
"Its far too cold for you to stay outside." his voice was a pleasant, comforting rumble. Like thunder before a storm.
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Shelby : I don’t trust you.
Also Shelby : sure you can get me tea.
Sinister:
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“Deal.” He replies walking over to the Piano and taking a seat.
His hands hover over the keyboard for a moment before he descends into the familiar notes of Fur Elise.
https://open.spotify.com/track/62rYGnJrsJhj5B5pcUmTyc?si=l3VNa69qSXyOfi8ZbyYGoQ
After he finished the piece he looked over at Shelby.
“Are you sure you aren’t hungry? There’s tea if you like.” He says softly.
"I'm sorry, but do I know you?"
Shelby furrowed her eyebrows at the man before her, trying to think if she knew him from somewhere or might have just seen his face.
She wasn't sure how she got here. She was walking home after a bad blind date and had gotten struck by lightning...and had found herself laying in front of this crumbling building. She stood there, unsure of what to do or say.
[From Shelby]
"Finally..." He breathed.
"...You're here." he reached out and tenderly brushed some hair off her face.
"Shelby. You don't... remember me? I must have gotten the timing wrong... No matter. You're here now. Please, come in..." he gestures into the building.
"Its far too cold for you to stay outside." his voice was a pleasant, comforting rumble. Like thunder before a storm.
#I was struggling to find a song but then remembered the story behind this song#Beethoven originally wrote this song for a girl he liked#but when she rejected him he made it super complicated so she wouldn’t be able to play it#which is the level of petty I can see Sinister being tbh
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