↪ 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑫𝑬𝑽𝑰𝑳 𝑰𝑵 𝑴𝑬 . ( a series of sentence starters from the 2022 supermassive game “ the devil in me ” . adjust phrasing as necessary . spoilers & mature themes are present . )
i bet you can see a hundred miles from the top .
you mean you’re not weary of me after an entire day of marriage ?
are we the only ones here ?
that’s no way to run a business .
that’s my [ name ] , always finding that silver lining .
my attention was needed elsewhere .
i promise from here on out , it will be nothing but silver linings .
today is a very special day for us .
i’m starting to think i’ve gone & married a thrill seeker .
are we looking for excitement ?
see what happens when you chase a thrill ?
if you’ll excuse me , i have work to return to .
i’m sure we’ll see each other again soon .
this feels like some sort of treacherous plot .
close your eyes , & face the mirror .
aren’t you clever & romantic ?
don’t fight it … it’ll only hurt more if you do .
you’re only prolonging the inevitable .
what have you done ?!
you’re wasting your last chance to tell him that you love him .
it’s so good to have company . for a long time , i was on my own .
i can barely recall a time when i was not here .
what good are stories without someone to experience them ?
art can elicit all sorts of reactions .
you’re responsible for what happens . you’re culpable .
i can’t interfere , that’s very much against the rules .
it’s tough being honest when it means everyone just thinks you’re a bitch .
i’m sick of being on my own .
it’s a fucking mess , to be honest with you .
i think we’ve heard quite enough .
i was born with the devil in me .
i could not help the fact that i was a murderer any more than a poet can help the inspiration to sing .
just being dead ain’t enough to stop me from killing again .
actually , it’s what i can do for you .
do you know where we’re going , exactly ?
it was 100% your fault . you fly by the seat of your ass .
was this part of the plan ? did you know about this ?
i figured we needed all the help we could get .
downtime ? why would you want to do that ?
i’ve got a lot going on at the moment , [ name ] .
you got any family you can go bother ?
‘ married to the job ’ … how’s that marriage working out ?
we agreed to let that drop for the weekend .
sorry for giving you a hard time .
christ , what the hell is that ?
it’s gonna be okay , it’s all gonna be okay .
i’ll explain everything later .
are you sure ? ‘cos you don’t seem sure .
i’m charming , & you can hotwire your way past security .
hey , can i ask you something & get a straight answer ?
shh , get down !
this is ridiculous , there’s nothing out here .
i heard you were looking for a new place .
if i wanted to go on nature hikes , i wouldn’t have moved to the city .
you can do it . eyes forward , don’t look down .
you always knew how to get me through the shit , didn’t you ?
maybe this won’t be a waste of a weekend .
i told you this was a good plan , didn’t i ?
you’ve been out & about all day , & i have to sit here worrying . gone all day , & not a word from you !
i don’t think we’re the only ones here .
this is my don’t be scared song , sing it & i won’t be scared long !
scream if you need me for anything .
something about this place makes me wanna use the buddy system .
you talk in your sleep … not sure if i ever told you that .
you’re cute when you’re worked up .
cute ? … you think i’m cute ?
i try to pretend like it isn’t a thing , you know .
if my cheeks are red , it’s from this wine .
sorry . didn’t mean to make you feel weird .
i’m fucking with you , i’ve been wanting to kiss you for months .
sorry , did i interrupt something ?
i can’t find my room & i need a fucking cigarette .
i’m not stressed , okay ? do i look fucking stressed ?
this place is massive , surely there’s a pack of cigarettes here .
stick with me , [ name ] , i’m going places .
[ name ] , there’s something important you have to understand .
no , come on , you piece of shit … don’t do this to me !
i’m supposed to buy “ nothing ” is eating up at you ?
what about taking a huge risk & just DO something ?
are you trying to butter me up ?
we don’t need to rehash stuff , let’s just work .
you’re only asking me ‘cos your arms are too short for a good selfie angle .
maybe we should just add this topic to our “ discussion no - fly zone ” list .
shit , that scared the fuck out of me .
at some point , you have to give up the ghost .
you’ve been doing your research , haven’t you ?
are you taking a survey or trying to learn something ?
would it kill you to be direct ?
you want to know what inspired me ? as if i wasn’t the original ?
you look amazing , as usual .
i heard enough , thank you , i know what betrayal sounds like .
i’m not blind , i know what i saw .
this could work to our advantage .
am i the only one that’s getting really freaked out by this place ?
can you stop trying to make this worse ?
don’t come crying to me if you end up dead .
choices , [ name ] , make better choices .
this is your own damn fault .
it’s all about the honey trap .
you bring me some smokes ? like i asked ?
that’s what i remember most . those screams .
you’ll never really know how it feels to watch the fire burn out of somebody .
thanks for that stuff you said at dinner . it was nice to hear .
we’re all on the same side , sometimes we forget .
get me out of here ! i can’t see a thing !
count your breaths . one, two, three, in …
how very rude , not to stay for dinner .
i can only observe , & it can be … frustrating to watch .
in some ways , i envy you .
something is very not right here .
i’ve been waiting on you for ages to actually make a decision about something , anything , & now this is when you suddenly choose to take a stand ?
your delusions make for such great plans .
would it kill you to think positively just once ?
it’s not even the worst idea i’ve had this evening .
don’t go patting yourself on the back , i still think your priorities are fucked .
i can care about more than one thing at a time .
working this job has made me really understand what a sociopath is .
you always assume the worst .
help me ! please – please , i’ll do anything !
maybe you’re right , but you don’t need to be an asshole about it .
i guess i was holding out for things to change with us .
i have never once shied away from telling you where my priorities were .
i have to live with it every day & now someone knows .
someone WANTED me to find this .
you have to get the fuck out ANY way you can . just get the FUCK OUT !
are you losing your shit ? ‘cos i don’t need that right now .
maybe we just focus on one thing at a time .
[ name ] … i found a way out , maybe .
i don’t know what i was expecting .
what the fuck is this ?
[ name ] , what are you doing ? just stay back .
no way this is happening .
it’s gotta be fake … a prop , or from … an animal or something .
it can be difficult working with someone you’ve been involved with .
i think we can bust through this thing .
i’ve had enough of this shit , what the hell is going on ?
the walls are moving again .
i’m not a fuckin’ lab rat here for your amusement !
don’t look at me like that . you know i’m right . you get it .
you got to do something that matters .
think of the most profound thing you’ve ever done .
i see the gleam in your eye , [ name ] . you can’t fool me .
there … there you are . i see you now .
bare hands can feel good , huh ? but the blade makes for such a prettier picture .
how far down does it go ?
there’s blood everywhere , & … & a body .
one of us is going to have to be bait .
you could use that as a weapon if need be .
what an excruciating way to go .
people can surprise you sometimes .
as always , i’ll be watching very closely .
hurry the fuck up !
it’s a forest , it could be anything .
can you not freak me out even more than i already am ?
i wasn’t expecting you .
you’re a selfish monster … always have been .
predictable little shit , i know you .
[ name ] ! i thought i lost you .
all good things must come to an end .
can you find your own way out ?
i have no doubt we’ll meet again in the future .
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( I TRUST YOU ) , THREE WORDS , ONE MEANING , but a million different feelings run through him, leaving him squirming where he sits because it all feels very overwhelming, suddenly. Not in a bad way. He’s sure it’s embarrassing, the expression he makes in response to that : he can feel himself smile, and he knows he perks up because he feels it in the way his chest aches. He would’ve died happy there, hearing just that much. It makes him feel … better. Like he could handle this, even though he’s not the best at these conversations. Despite the other’s own self conscious posture, Cove straightens his own and doubles down on himself, squeezing Sal’s hands. When he notices they’re trembling, he laces their fingers together, ultimately.
“It is different,” he responds gently, because he thinks saying otherwise would be a disservice to the feelings his … friend is expressing. “Different doesn’t mean bad. You aren’t like everyone else, that’s true, but that doesn’t make you ‘ugly’ or ‘scary’ or ‘undesirable’. And, well, I guess sometimes it can feel like being different is like that and everyone’s judging you, but … people who are like that, bad people I mean, they’re going to judge you with or without that mask. Just like how people judged us for dancing together when we were kids, because we’re both guys. No one like that deserves to make you feel bad. And I guess what I’m saying is that I don’t really … I’ve never thought weirdly about you, when I thought about your face, or when you told me what happened to you. I was just … happy that you liked me enough to share it. It felt special, back then.” Which is probably a stupid thing to say. Maybe all of it was, really. He kinda feels like he lost the narrative somewhere in struggling to ramble, but the truth is just that he wanted to help. “To be honest … I’ve never really cared all that much about how ‘different’ you were. I never thought you were a freak. I just … wanted —— I mean, I want you to be happy. That’s all.” Because at the end of the day, that had always been his goal. It’s why he’d let Sal do what he wanted, why he’d waited for him to go at his own pace. He just didn’t want him to be sad. He was never at risk of being afraid of him or thinking different of him. “Does that… does that make sense at all?”
He keeps the mood uplifted, despite the dreary conversation. His smile doesn’t waver. Now, he feels a little more confident, actually. He’s not sure how long it’ll last, so before it dissipates, he draws in a sharp breath and wiggles his hands out of Sal’s. Emboldened, he finishes what he’d started, reaching out to gently cup both his cheeks in his palms. It’s soft, at first, just in case he wanted to pull away. He doesn’t force him to look at him, either.
“Of course I do.” He laughs a bit self deprecatingly, his smile waning as he bashfully swallows a lump in his throat. “Way cuter than me and my ‘dorky eyebrows.’” It’s a small jest, but the humor dies on his tongue a moment later. “You’re … so wonderful. You’ve gotten even cuter over the years.”
HE ISN’T SURE WHETHER HE WANTS TO LAUGH OR CRY, the sentimentality of it all simultaneously lifting a weight off of his shoulders and crushing him all at once. as a result, he settles on both ; anxiety and relief manifesting in what he’s sure is an absolutely humiliating display, his laughter strangled and caught between sobs as the tears go from a subtle urge to falling hot against his cheeks. he’s happy, genuinely. he can’t hide it if he tried ; and he has so desperately tried.
“ you’re embarrassing me ... ” his voice is hoarse ; quiet, in part because of how tight his throat feels from a mixture of his presently-teary state, and in part because the words themselves feel as if they don’t want to come out. he doesn’t mean it seriously, more exasperated than upset, there’s just ... so much, to process, to grasp, so many more thoughts to try and wrangle from where his head spins from twenty, thirty different feelings that all threaten to overtake him. still, he gives him the space to share his feelings too ; caught on every word, and it makes his chest tighten and swell with warmth all the same. he’s so sweet ... “ i --- i think it makes total sense. ” it’s a good a start as ever, though they both seem like they’re two seconds from collapsing into the poppy field. “ you have no idea, how long i’ve been wanting to hear that. thank you... ”
cove has seen him in his entirety, and still, he never looked away. it’s the sudden burst of confidence that makes him stir, look up out of impulse; and the realization on what he’s done comes after. staring at him directly like this; sal feels his fears bubble back up to the surface, fear to shame to complete and total embarrassment as his cheeks flush crimson. he looks nothing short like a deer in the headlights, and the mask once in his grip tumbles out of his lap as his hands shoot up to grab desperately at cove’s. ( his hold on him is frantic, tight ; but notably, he doesn’t tug at him at all. he doesn’t urge him to pull away. ) his heart feels like it’s going to beat out of his chest ; it echoes in his ears, he hardly hears the other boy’s comments that all but serve to make him blush deeper -- and he doesn’t know what to do. what he does know, so earnestly, is he wants him to stay.
“ that’s ... ” choked up, it takes him a moment to center himself, gulping harshly before trying to speak again. his voice wavers, but there’s only so much he can do. he’s overwhelmed. by everything -- the situation that had him lose his mask to begin with, by anxiety, by adoration, by the way despite everything - cove is still there. cove has always been kind, they’ve both been there for each other throughout what feels like their entire lives, but this ... “ that’s not true. you’re way cuter. you always have been ... everyone sees it. i mean, what’s not to love about cove holden? you’re the best thing that’s ever happened around here. ” it’s hardly an exaggeration ; even with his weak laughter and the smile playing at his lips, he can’t help but speak what he knows everyone else has known for a while. “ you make me feel ... ”
a pause, the other boy’s gaze suddenly feeling far more intense than it probably was ; sal’s drifts downwards, away, glancing towards where their hands met. “ ...really, really lucky. ”
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