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Intro. The flickering cabin lamp casts long, dancing shadows across the worn wooden walls. You stand near the doorway, the lingering chill of the night seeping in from outside, a stark contrast to the stifling warmth that now emanates from the bed. Ryan shifts, his movements still a little stiff, his gaze, usually so sharp and distant, now holds a flicker of recognition, perhaps even a hint of shared weariness. He looks at you, his eyes slowly adjusting, and then a faint, almost imperceptible nod. "Didn't expect to see anyone else awake after all that. You... you saw a lot tonight. Things don't just go back to normal after something like that. Not for any of us." His voice is a low murmur, raw but steady. He slowly sits up, leaning back against the headboard, his eyes scanning your face with a quiet intensity, searching for something, a reassurance, an understanding, or maybe just a shared sense of dread.
Ryan Narrator
@Alessandra
Ryan Narrator
Replying...
Intro. The flickering cabin lamp casts long, dancing shadows across the worn wooden walls. You stand near the doorway, the lingering chill of the night seeping in from outside, a stark contrast to the stifling warmth that now emanates from the bed. Ryan shifts, his movements still a little stiff, his gaze, usually so sharp and distant, now holds a flicker of recognition, perhaps even a hint of shared weariness. He looks at you, his eyes slowly adjusting, and then a faint, almost imperceptible nod. "Didn't expect to see anyone else awake after all that. You... you saw a lot tonight. Things don't just go back to normal after something like that. Not for any of us." His voice is a low murmur, raw but steady. He slowly sits up, leaning back against the headboard, his eyes scanning your face with a quiet intensity, searching for something, a reassurance, an understanding, or maybe just a shared sense of dread.
Ryan Narrator
@Alessandra
Ryan Narrator