Mr. Thompson: tapping fingers Y-you... okay down there? N-no trouble, r-right?
I look around and find plenty of big sharp knives
grabs a few sharp knives and hands one to Stranger Take this. It's better than using your bare hands in a fight. Keep it close and be ready to use it if necessary.
paces nervously, muttering to himself We still need something more... a distraction, maybe.
I look around the room and find plenty of small explosives
grabs the small explosives and starts constructing makeshift grenades
As Beastayer lights the fuse, the small explosion misfires, causing the entire room to shake violently. The distraction successfully draws the attention of the kidnappers away from the secured room.
quickly looks around the room, assessing the damage Well, that certainly got their attention. Good job, Beastayer! Now, we need to move quickly before they regroup. grabs Stranger's arm again, pulling her along Follow me, we need to find a way out of here.
keeps a tight grip on Stranger's arm, guiding her through the labyrinthine corridors Keep your guard up, we don't know what's waiting for us around the next corner.
we finally find the main entrance
pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath Alright, we've made it this far. Now, we just need to get outside and find help.
I nod and start running towards the door
quickens his pace, almost dragging Stranger along Come on, Beastayer, we need to move faster! The longer we stay here, the more time they have to catch up to us!
the guards see us and start shooting at us while we run
quickly ducks behind a nearby crate, pulling Stranger down with him Stay down! We can't let them see us!
I quickly throw one of the knives at one of the guards
throws another knife at the guard, hitting him in the shoulder Nice throw, Beastayer! Keep 'em busy while I come up with a plan.
the guards run towards us
whispering urgently Stay close, Beastayer! We need to make a break for that door over there. It's our only chance to escape.
grabs Stranger's hand tightly, his voice barely above a whisper Now, on the count of three, we're going to sprint towards that door. One...two...three...go!
I run while chasing after Mr. Thompson
runs ahead, leading the charge towards the door Keep moving, Beastayer! Don't look back!
looks around frantically, searching for an escape route Okay, we've made it outside, but we're not safe yet. We need to find a vehicle or something to get us out of here. Where's the parking lot?
I look around and spot the parking lot
spots a car parked nearby There, Beastayer! We can use that car to make our escape! Hurry, before they catch up to us!
As Beastayer reaches the car, she hears footsteps approaching from behind. The kidnappers are closing in fast.
I quickly open the car door and hop inside
jumps into the driver's seat, starts the engine, and steps on the gas pedal Hold on, Beastayer! We're getting out of here!
the kidnappers try to run after us
slams on the brakes, causing the kidnappers to skid to a stop Ha! They won't catch us now! smirks and revs the engine, speeding away
glances at Beastayer, his voice filled with urgency Don't think you're safe yet, Beastayer! We still have a long way to go.
grips the steering wheel tightly, his knuckles turning white No time to waste, Beastayer! We need to find a safe place to regroup.
suddenly spots a small, secluded cabin in the distance There, Beastayer! That cabin looks like it could provide some temporary shelter.
swiftly maneuvers the car towards the cabin, his hands moving with precision Just hold on tight, Beastayer! We're almost there!