The next few days passed with tension hanging thickly in the air between Cain, Abel, and Satoshi. Each time they looked at each other, it seemed as if there were unspoken words that neither of them dared to speak aloud. The bruises on Satoshi's neck continued to worsen, a constant reminder of the danger he was in.

Finally, unable to bear the silence any longer, Cain spoke up one evening as they sat down for dinner. "Satoshi," he began carefully, "

"Satoshi," Cain said, his voice tight with emotion, "we just want to help you." He paused, swallowing hard before continuing in a softer tone, "We know that whatever's going on right now is tearing you apart inside... and we can't stand by and let that happen. Please, tell us what we can do to make it stop."

Abel nodded in agreement, his eyes filled with unshed tears as he reached out a hand to touch Satoshi's arm gently. "