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Druth: The Northmen say that their Allfather, Odin, gave his eye in exchange for a drink from Mimir’s well, the well of wisdom. In blindness, there can be wisdom; only by giving, can you receive in return. For this reason, I give my life, and pass on my stories of the Northmen to you, Senua…
Senua: Where am I? I can’t see.
Dillion: Shhhh.
Senua: Who’s there?
Dillion: Can you hear me?
Senua: Dillion?
Dillion: I’m right here. Can’t you see me?
Senua: No. Help me. It’s the darkness.
Dillion: Breathe slow… Stay still… Empty your thoughts. Tell me what you feel.
Senua: A breeze.
Dillion: Good. Then there is a way out.
Senua: I can’t tell where it comes from.
Dillion: Yes, you can.
Senua: The others… the voices… they’ve gone.
Dillion: I’m still here.
Senua: It’s so quiet. So dark.
Dillion: It’s ok. Listen to your own breath. Feel it rise and fall. Good. Be aware of everything you hear and feel. Let your senses guide you.
Senua: I can’t go on… Dillion?
Dillion: Find a way. I’m not leaving you here.
Senua: I think I’m somewhere else now. The breeze has gone.
Dillion: Use all of your senses. Let the world speak to you. What do you hear?
Senua: I hear water.
Dillion: Go to it.
Senua: I’ve reached the water.
Dillion: Good. That’s your way out. Follow it upstream.
Senua: I’m so sorry. I thought I left this all behind.
Dillion: Don’t be sorry. It’s not your fault.
Senua: He was right. It’s inside of me. It won’t let me go.
Dillion: Senua. My father, he taught me that the hardest battles are fought in the mind, not the sword. You’re no coward. You proved that to me in the warrior trials. This is just another battle. You can beat it.
Senua: This isn’t your battle. You don’t have to help me.
Dillion: I want to. Besides, you are going to be a great warrior one day. We need people like you.
Senua: Ok. I’ll do my best.
Narrator: Shhhh. I know what you’re thinking. He’s not really here. It seems there is no escaping the past in this place. And so she is forced to relive it. To what end?
Senua: There’s a waterfall. I can’t go on this way.
Dillion: Then look for another way and tell me what you find.
Senua: There’s a house. I don’t know what’s inside.
Dillion: Don’t be afraid.
Senua: Dillion. There’s something in here.
Dillion: Do you see it?
Senua: No.
Dillion: Then it cannot see you. Quietly move past it. One step at a time.
Senua: It’s not following me.
Dillion: Leave it behind and keep moving forwards.
Senua: I think I’m in a house. It stinks. Of death.
Dillion: The darkness is testing you. But you are in control.
Senua: It’s a dead end. A well. There’s a well.
Dillion: Don’t turn back. You’re getting close.
Senua: Dillion, help me… please.
Dillion: Come to me, Senua.
Senua: Dillion, is that you? I can see a light.
Dillion: Yes! I can see you too.
Narrator: She could spend hours, days even, trapped within herself, in the dark.
Dillion: You see me?
Senua: Yes…
Dillion: Your eyes were open, but you were… gone.
Narrator: And when it finally let her go, she could be anywhere, with no memory of how she got there.
Senua: When it comes for me… I have no power over it. But I heard your voice. You brought me back.
Narrator: But here for the first time, someone was there to help.
Dillion: You found your own way back. All you needed was a little help. A little hope.
Furies: You did it! Get the sword! You have to get the sword. Dillion left it for you! In the tree!