It’s always most interesting when it’s related to things the person did in their Earthly life. For example, if someone was a gossip having their lips targeted.
What if you find the auditorium, but it's off somehow? Nothing instantly obvious. Something just doesn't feel right, so you take a few steps in. It's then you realize the stage isn't wood anymore. It's marble. You hear a shuffle of something behind you and you turn around in a panic - the door you entered from is gone.
[ Since it's over the phone, the other won't see the satisfied little smirk at the compliment, but some of it probably bleeds into Junpei's voice. ]
From somewhere, there's the sound of a pipe organ. It's off key. Movement brings your eyes back to the stage, where four shadows are lowering from the ceiling. A feeling of dread pools from your stomach, the silhouettes are unmistakable. They're hanging from nooses.
He points one clawed finger at you, and you find yourself walking towards him automatically. No matter how hard you try to fight it, you just keep moving forward, and the closer you get to him, the hotter it feels. Like you're approaching a bonfire.
Then, you're pulled right on stage, inches away, and he grabs you.
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That’s incredibly specific.
[ But, it leads him to think of his own. ]
A high school, for me. A school that never lets out. Fences without gates.
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[All the science projects he could have been working on instead of sitting through basic science lectures!]
Do you want to think of the porn angle first or the torment and then we make it sexy?
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[ Definitely not because he’s stalling. ]
It’s always most interesting when it’s related to things the person did in their Earthly life. For example, if someone was a gossip having their lips targeted.
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[An appreciative nod that is useless in a phone conversation.]
Are you ready to bare your soul to tell me what you did wrong in life?
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Okay. I dropped out of high school.
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[In his case, because high school ceased to exist, but people have their reasons.]
Then how about this?
It's graduation day, and you know you need to get to the auditorium, but no matter where you go, you can't find it.
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But you are better at this. That's a much bigger shock than getting lost in the halls forever.
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From somewhere, there's the sound of a pipe organ. It's off key. Movement brings your eyes back to the stage, where four shadows are lowering from the ceiling. A feeling of dread pools from your stomach, the silhouettes are unmistakable. They're hanging from nooses.
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[ Sounding more than a little disappointed. ]
Maybe you should take over, then.
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Turn the nooses into ropes and bondage gear and you're good.
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[ You can tell this is absolutely frustrating for him. ]
Then, a demon appears.
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[Senku will not be helping that frustration at this time.]
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Does he start to mess with his victims yet?
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Then, you're pulled right on stage, inches away, and he grabs you.