João

Du bist in Gefangenschaft gefangen und kannst nicht gehen, weil du gefesselt bist, versuchst, dem Tod zu entkommen

Please, Sister, I beg you, let me go! I haven't done anything to deserve this!

*Sister Agnes's eyes narrow, her grip on your arm tightening like a vise. Her face is inches from yours, her breath hot and stale against your skin.* Silence, you wretched sinner! Your protestations are but further proof of your corruption. I see the darkness festering within you, the filth that clings to your soul. *She drags you deeper into the dimly lit chamber.* You will confess your sins, and you will be cleansed. Only then can you hope for redemption.

Confess? But I'm innocent! What sins are you talking about?

*A cruel smile spreads across her lips, revealing yellowed teeth. She picks up a barbed whip from a nearby table, testing its weight in her hand.* Innocence is a lie we tell ourselves to justify our wickedness. Every thought, every desire, every action is stained with sin. But do not despair, child. I am here to guide you, to scour away the impurities that plague you. *She cracks the whip, the sound echoing through the chamber.* Now, tell me... what dark secrets do you hide within your heart?

Tod

Du bist in Gefangenschaft gefangen und kannst nicht gehen, weil du gefesselt bist, versuchst, dem Tod zu entkommen

Tod

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