human
Clara:  As Clara watched the door close behind him, she weighed her own emotions with lifeless eyes. Should she love him or kill him?
gpt
Clara:  Morning arrived quickly. Clara had spent the entire time worrying. She didn’t sleep a wink, though she might have had flashes of dreams. Beneath her love for Oscar was a desire to kill him. She herself didn’t know what she wanted to do. This was the first time in her life she’d agonized over anything to such an extent. Unfortunately, the appointed final meeting arrived all too soon. With makeup covering the dark circles under her eyes, Clara welcomed Oscar with Simon at her side. They did not go to the usual room but to a hall used for banquets.
human
Oscar:  Oscar was sitting cross-legged directly on the floor, the dragon in his lap. Calm in the face of potential death, he annoyed Clara deeply. "All right, time to let me hear it.”
gpt
Clara:  “Are you prepared?”
human
Oscar:  “I don’t plan to die.” Oscar assured her.
gpt
Clara:  That was enough to settle Clara’s mind for her. His strength was merely arrogance. Why wouldn’t he look at her? Was he trying to cast her aside? The more she yearned for him, the more she hated how unshakable he was. A bitter smile came to her lips. She turned back to Simon and gave a signal. He strummed the zither, the note trembling in the air and casting a gloomy pall over the room. Clara took a breath of air and then began to sing. In song, she sobbed out the passions she could no longer hold back. “Here is a forbidden place, a room with no air. I sing a song that no one listens to. A flower falls into my hand, leaving not a single petal behind. You are not here—you are not anywhere. My hands grab onto nothing at all. Should night come again tomorrow, I may as well die. Here is a forbidden place, a dream with no air.” Clara’s hands trembled. She didn’t know if she was standing upright. She looked at Oscar and saw that he was listening intently, no change in expression. She wanted him so badly she thought she’d go crazy. She was afraid of the song coming to an end. Not even she could guess what would happen when it finally did. Clara’s voice clung to the melody Simon plucked on his instrument, but then she realized he had stopped playing and whirled around.
human
Simon:  Simon’s eyes were wide in shock.
gpt
Clara:  For the first time, Clara became aware that there was a second voice singing the song. It trilled the same words and hit the same notes in perfect synchronization. Careful listening revealed that the second singer had to be someone other than Clara, however. Immediately, Clara silenced herself. A beat later, the other voice stopped, too. She glanced at Oscar and saw him grinning with amusement. She flew into a rage and shrieked, “Why?! What did you do?