[It's probably hard to tell in this cave, where horrible things show up on a regular basis. It could very well be some invisible enemy. Perhaps it even seems that way at first, as Kain dodges and leaps and spins around as if avoiding an enemy. To him it does seem real, though, the manikin as solid as anything else. Though there's this weirdness to it at the same time... everything just feels so off-balance somehow.]
[When a voice calls his name, Kain looks around, the manikin starting to get all blurry and weird in his vision.]
What? [He recognizes her and it takes a moment for his sleep-deprived brain to bring up a name. The painter. That's his first thought.] Sharon!? ...Stay back! [Now that's really freaky though... the manikin is starting to just kind of... lose it shape. Kain keeps on targeting it, but the thing is falling apart before his eyes.]
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[When a voice calls his name, Kain looks around, the manikin starting to get all blurry and weird in his vision.]
What? [He recognizes her and it takes a moment for his sleep-deprived brain to bring up a name. The painter. That's his first thought.] Sharon!? ...Stay back! [Now that's really freaky though... the manikin is starting to just kind of... lose it shape. Kain keeps on targeting it, but the thing is falling apart before his eyes.]