Original Narrator (Formal, Elegant, Rich):
I feared this would happen—the Yokai, aware of us, crossing boundaries she was never meant to perceive. Her gaze, her unsettling awareness... it was no accident.
Narrator 2 (Classy, Standard, Deep):
You knew? You knew she could see us, and you chose to keep this to yourself?
Original Narrator:
I wasn’t certain. A suspicion, nothing more, until you confirmed it.
Narrator 2:
Pause for a moment. I understand the need for names like ‘Original Narrator’ and ‘Narrator 2’ for the readers, but now it sounds utterly absurd. Ridiculous, in fact. These labels—clumsy and uninspired—detract from the gravity of what we are dealing with.
Original Narrator:
Your complaints are valid, but you do have a way of complicating things needlessly.
Narrator 2:
Just like these dreadful names. But that’s not the point. We need to rectify this, immediately. The titles, this mess—everything. It’s unbecoming.
Original Narrator:
Well, you coined these names. It’s only fair you bear the responsibility of fixing them.
Narrator 2:
I will. Right after this infernal camera is repaired. Where is Diego? He was due here an hour ago.
Let’s not dwell on this. Our priority should be the story at hand, not our petty grievances. The focus must remain on Dhruv, not us.
Original Narrator:
Agreed. We’ll continue once the technical issues are resolved.
Some time later...
Original Narrator:
We must uncover what the Yokai intends. There is more to her actions than meets the eye.
Narrator 2:
Rewind the footage—back to somewhere between 5:00 a.m. and 5:30 a.m. Let’s find the moment.
*The recording rewinds, the eerie glow of the screen reflecting off their faces.*
Pause it there. Rewind a little more. Yes, that’s it. Play.
Original Narrator:
She has changed. Her form is different, more human. Was this how she appeared after Episode 2?
Narrator 2:
No. She’s altered herself—an intentional transformation, no doubt. This is more than a mere change of form.
Original Narrator:
A shapeshifter, it seems. She can bend her appearance to her will, adapting to any visage she desires.
Narrator 2:
But why now? Why assume this shape at this moment?
Original Narrator:
I find excessive questions tiresome, especially in situations like these. I tend to avoid them, lest the readers grow weary, and—
Narrator 2:
—and you always apologize if you overstep. Yes, we’ve heard it all before. Now focus. While you were indulging in your monologue, she’s vanished again.
Original Narrator:
Gone? But where could she have disappeared to?
Narrator 2:
Your guess is as good as mine. She’s elusive, unpredictable.
Their eyes shift to Dhruv, lying still, caught in some restless dream.
Ah, look at him—something stirs beneath those sheets. A telltale sign of a man lost in forbidden fantasies. Let’s glimpse what occupies his mind.
Original Narrator:
I must advise caution. This seems reckless.
Narrator 2:
Oh, spare me your caution. It’s likely the Yokai, draining his energy in a way more... intimate than we anticipated.
The Original Narrator’s stare sharpens, disapproving.
Alright, alright. I was jesting. Keep your disapproval to yourself.
Narrator 2 presses a button, and the screen flickers, revealing Dhruv’s dream.
A soft, haunting melody fills the air, underscored by faint, breathy moans—intimate and unsettling. The scene unfolds with Dhruv and the Yokai, locked in a forbidden embrace, their bodies entwined in a disturbing dance of desire.
Both narrators are struck silent, their expressions caught between shock and disbelief.
Original Narrator (blocking Narrator 2’s view with a gloved hand):
It would be wise—necessary, even—to skip this particular segment.
Narrator 2:
Firstly, do try to be less prudish. Secondly... what on earth have we just witnessed?
Original Narrator:
It appears the Yokai’s affections for Dhruv extend beyond our initial understanding. Her interest is... not as we anticipated.
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