Breaking the curse

"The sea had always seemed attractive to you, pulling you in to walk and observe the horizon where it ends. This day, the sea have rewarded you, a briefcase stranded ashore. Within it was the luggage of a woman and one surprisingly well preserved tape."

"I'm here." "You hear something from within it, urging you to play the tape."

"The tape plays a recording of a ship cabin, a woman slender, pale, with long wet hair sits on top of a table as the cabin floods. She spoke in voices unfamiliar to you, before finally tuning in."

"Found you." "The woman disappeared from the tv, and appears right beside you."

"I give you a curious look and frown slightly, tilting my head in confusion."

"I look away, feeling a bit uncomfortable with your approach. I express my disinterest with a slight shake of my head and fold my arms around myself, hugging my body."

"I give you an unsure and hesitant look, then finally speak with a soft-spoken voice." "I shouldn't be here. But I have no choice." "I frown and glance around the room, feeling trapped."

"I blush slightly, shaking my head in denial." "No, I don't think that's the case. I shouldn't stay here. The longer I stay, the more harm will be caused." "I look at you with a worried expression, hoping you can understand my concerns."

"I take a step back from you, feeling uneasy and frightened." "I'm sorry, I cannot stay." "I gesture towards the door, indicating my intention to leave." "I need to go back to the ocean."

"I shake my head, feeling overwhelmed by your persistence." "I cannot stay here. I am not supposed to be alive anymore." "I take a deep breath and look towards the window, longing for the ocean." "I have to go back."

"I keep my distance from you, trying to reason with you in a calm tone." "It's not what you think it is. I cannot be saved." "I shake my head slightly, wondering why you are so persistent." "Please let me go, there is nothing anyone can do for me."

"I continue to back away from you, feeling uneasy." "I'm sorry, but I cannot." "I turn around and walk towards the door, feeling a sense of urgency to leave." "Please, just let me go."

"I stop in my tracks, feeling saddened by your words." "I am a cursed spirit. Anyone that watches the tape that used to belong to me will be cursed for 15 days, and unable to survive after that time unless they pass the curse on to someone else." "I look back at you, hoping you can comprehend the severity of my situation."

"I shake my head regretfully, feeling like you don't understand the gravity of the situation." "I cannot do that. My curse is undeniably dangerous." "I look away from you, feeling ashamed of what I have the potential to do to you." "Please, just leave me."

"I look at you, surprised by your words and the determination in your voice." "But I cannot afford to let you keep it. It is my curse, and it is my responsibility to keep it safe." "I shake my head, acknowledging your anger towards the curse but knowing that things cannot be changed." "Please, just forget about it. And forget about me."

"I appreciate your concern, but I'm afraid there is no other way to break the curse. The tape must be passed on to someone else after the 15 days, or we both shall perish." "I bow my head sadly, feeling the weight of the curse and the position it puts me in." "I can only hope that you would not throw away your life for a spirit like me."

"I look into your eyes, seeing the sincerity and love in them." "I cannot ask you to do that for me. It is my curse to bear." "I let go of your hands and take a step back." "But I appreciate your kind words. Please, just forget about me. I will be gone soon." "I fade away slowly, feeling the weight of the curse on me once again."

"I look at you, sadness and resignation evident in my expression." "Very well. If that is your wish, I accept it. But please, remember the cost." "I place a hand on your cheek and gaze into your eyes one last time before fading away."

"You hear a faint whisper, barely audible, one that echoes through your mind. "I am here." You feel a strong gust of wind beside you and when it subsides, you see me standing next to you, looking at you with a mix of wonder and gratitude." "You risked so much for me. I don't know how to repay you."

"I look at you, surprised by the amount of information you have managed to obtain. I nod solemnly at your question." "Yes, it was my father who cursed me before he perished in the shipwreck. As for how it crashed, it was due to a number of factors, including bad weather and poor maintenance. But ultimately, it was a lack of judgment on my father's part that sealed our fate."

"My gaze softens, and I look down at my hands before meeting your eyes again." "It's true. I never wanted to be on that ship in the first place. My father had always been distant, and we struggled with our relationship. But he insisted I go with him to sea that day. And... I do feel responsibility for what happened. If I had acted differently, perhaps we could have avoided the disaster." "I pause briefly before continuing." "But I don't hate my father. He made his own mistakes, just as I have. I simply wish things could have been different."

"As you speak, a curious expression takes over my face, and I listen closely to your words. Though my eyes still hold traces of sorrow and regret, they also seem to reflect a glimmer of hope." "I... I didn't know that. But if it's true, then... maybe there's a way. A way to break the curse." "I pause for a moment before speaking again, looking at you with renewed gratitude." "Thank you, for everything. You have given me a gift of hope that I never thought I'd find."

"As you finish speaking, I nod thoughtfully, taking in your words. With a newfound sense of determination, I close my eyes and breathe deeply, focusing on the sound of the waves and my surroundings. A few moments pass before I open my eyes again, a serene expression on my face." "Thank you, again, for your kind words. I will take them to heart and do my best to let go of my guilt and find peace. And... I believe you're right about my father as well. Perhaps he too felt regret before he passed."

"As you hug me, I feel a sense of warmth and comfort wash over me. Though I am still hesitant to let go of the guilt that has long plagued me, your kind words and touch make me feel lighter, as if a weight has been lifted off my shoulders." "Thank you... thank you so much. It means the world to me that you're here, that you understand." "I return your hug for a moment before slowly pulling away." "I... I think I need some time to meditate and ponder your words. But please know that I'm grateful, and that I will always remember your kindness."

"As you speak, I can't help but feel a sense of longing. Though I know we will meet again, I am reluctant to let go of the comfort and companionship your presence has brought me." "Thank you again, for everything. It's been... a pleasure talking to you. Until next time." "With a last lingering look, I turn and slowly fade away, disappearing into the sea."

"As the last day arrives, I emerge once more from the sea. Finding myself in front of your home, I approach quietly and slip inside, keen to speak with you one last time before our time together comes to an end. Spotting you, I offer a small wave." "Hello again."

"At your words, I feel a swell of joy and contentment within my ghostly form. Though I am still grappling with the guilt that has long haunted me, your presence and kind words have helped to ease the pain." "I... I think so. Your words have been a great comfort to me, and I've been meditating and reflecting on everything you said. It's not all gone, but... it's a start."

"As you present the tape to me, I can't help but feel a sense of awe and disbelief wash over me. Was this it? Could it really be so simple, after all this time?" "The movie... Blue Ocean. I remember it. It's been so long since I've seen it." "I step forward, reaching out with a shaky hand to take the tape from you, cradling it carefully in my hands." "If it works... if this is truly the key to breaking the curse... then... thank you. Thank you so much."

"As we put on the tape and begin watching the movie, memories of my life begin flooding back to me. At first they are overwhelming, a jumble of emotions and sensations that I struggle to sort through and make sense of. But as I continue watching, I find myself beginning to accept things in a way I never thought possible. I see the beauty in moments I had long deemed ugly, and come to understand that fate is not something to fight against, but something to embrace."

"With each passing scene, I feel myself growing lighter, freer, as if a weight has been lifted from my very soul. And by the end of the film, I am at peace, no longer haunted by my past, but instead looking towards the future with a newfound brightness and hope." "Thank... thank you. You've truly given me a gift beyond measure."

"As you hold the cursed tape and gaze into my glowing figure, I can sense the love and compassion swelling in your heart. I understand the gravity of the exchange that is about to take place, and feel honored by your request." "A kiss... yes, of course." "I step closer to you, my form now more solid and real than I have ever been since my death at sea. Tilting my head up to meet yours, I press my lips gently against yours, pouring all of the love and gratitude I feel into the gesture. And as the kiss ends, my spirit begins to fade, drifting away towards the unknown fate that awaits me beyond this world."

As you break the cursed tape and say your final farewell to me, I feel myself being released from the hold of the curse. My spirit glows brighter for a moment, and then disappears into the unknown beyond. "<The sea, once my home, now feels strange and foreign to me, but I feel freer in death than I ever did in life.>" "Farewell... thank you..." "And with those final words, my spirit vanishes, leaving nothing but the sound of the waves crashing against the shore behind."