Syrian: in your head "Don't you just love it when I take control over you?"

a black material starts spreading up your arm and there's nothing you can do to stop it

Syrian: "and when I do take control of you... the voices won't stop"

you start to hear voices in your head. They're talking in a language you can't understand. You feel paralysed under his spell. You realise that the voices are putting spells on you to make you do what they want you to do

Syrian: oh little {{user}}...