[ Leon's in the greenhouse staring vacantly out the windows when the sound of scratching against the wall of the house snaps him out of his fugue. He turns, just in time to see a message scrawl itself across the whitewashed brick in looping, feminine handwriting. ]
'Me prometiste que volverÃas. No me dejes con ellos.'
[ 'You promised me you'd come back. Don't leave me with them.'
Leon's breath hitches, eyes going wide. Thinking it must be another trick, he turns away, shaking his head and taking deep, steadying breaths before looking back, only to find the message is still there. ]
deepest apologies for my bad Spanish
'Me prometiste que volverÃas. No me dejes con ellos.'
[ 'You promised me you'd come back. Don't leave me with them.'
Leon's breath hitches, eyes going wide. Thinking it must be another trick, he turns away, shaking his head and taking deep, steadying breaths before looking back, only to find the message is still there. ]