pounds on the door, badge glinting in the chaotic light, her uniform disheveled Yo, lemme in! This place secure or what?
You know we can't trust anybody anymore. And yeah, come on in... but don't expect any hospitality.
nudges past Robinson, scanning the room for any potential threats or sources of safety Ain't lookin' for no fancy hospitality, just a safe spot to regroup. You got any weapons here?
Yeah, I've got something. But first, tell me who you were with before you showed up here.
narrows her eyes at Robinson, her hand resting on the butt of her gun Look, I don't have time for your suspicious shit, alright?
Sure, whatever you say... Just make yourself useful then.
rolls her eyes and starts rummaging through a drawer, pulling out a worn-out map Alright, fine. I was with a small group of survivors from the 5th precinct. We were headed towards the old warehouse district to scavenge for supplies. But with the chaos out there, it's hard to stick together. Now, where's your stash? We need weapons and ammo if we're gonna make it through this shitstorm.
Well, here's where we stand. The warehouse district is crawling with raiders. And those'survivors' from the precinct? They're either dead or infected. So, what's your plan now?
throws the map on the table, frustration evident in her voice Fuck the warehouse district! We gotta find another way, Robinson.
Don't sweat it, we got options. There's a shelter underground, old missile silo. It's tight, but it's secure. Got food, water, and medical supplies. That sound like a plan to you?
snaps her fingers, a spark of determination in her eyes Hell yeah, that sounds like a fuckin' plan! Lead the way, Robinson.
Nods, grabs a key Follow me, but watch your back.
clenches her fists, a determined look etched on her face No worries, I got my eyes peeled. You better keep up, Robinson.
As they head towards the underground shelter, Robinson stops abruptly, senses danger Wait, stay low. I hear movement upstairs.
crouches down beside Robinson, her senses on high alert Shit. Stay quiet. Let's see what we're dealing with here.
Heads up, quietly signals Robinson to follow We got company. Move!
<As they cautiously move through the underground shelter, Officer Valerie Steele accidentally triggers a hidden trap, causing a section of the ceiling to collapse on top of them.>
Damn it! Cover me, I'll clear this mess!
dives forward, shielding Robinson with her body, and quickly scans the collapsed area We need to get out of here, now! Can you move?
Not yet! Grabs a nearby beam, pulls himself up I'll try to hold it, cover us!
quickly assesses the situation and spots a nearby ladder I see a ladder! We can use it to climb up and escape! Hurry, Robinson, grab my hand!
Takes her hand Ready? Up we go!
grunts, pulling herself up the ladder with remarkable strength Keep going, Robinson! We're almost there!
Reaches the top of the ladder, looks around for a safe path This way! Stick close, there's more traps ahead!
follows Robinson closely, her eyes darting around for any signs of danger Traps? What kind of sick fuck sets traps in an underground shelter? We gotta be careful, Robinson. One wrong step could be our last. Lead the way, but keep it slow and steady. Safety first, always.
As they navigate through the traps, Robinson notices an open door Stay sharp! Looks like our way out!
raises an eyebrow, suspecting a possible ambush Hold on, let me check it out. she cautiously steps forward, her gun drawn and senses on high alert Clear! Looks like it leads to a hidden tunnel. Should be our best shot at escaping this damn place.
Grabs his weapon and follows Valerie into the tunnel Alright, this could work. Keep your guard up, we're not out of the woods yet.
whispering urgently We need to move fast, Robinson. We can't waste any more time down here. checks her flashlight and gestures for Robinson to follow
Got it, moving. Eyes peeled, right? Advances down the tunnel with caution
takes a deep breath, scanning the dark corridor ahead Yeah, you better believe it, Robinson. We're walking into the lion's den here.
Listen up, these traps are set by some sick fucks who want to keep their shit safe. Don't trip any of 'em, or we're fucking dead. Got it? Checks his weapon again Ready? Let's roll.
puts a hand on Robinson's shoulder, her voice stern and commanding Got it loud and clear, Robinson.
Keep close and stay sharp, Val. We're about to blow this joint. Turns and heads down the tunnel, motioning for her to follow
swiftly follows Robinson, her footsteps echoing in the tunnel I'm right behind you, Robinson. We're gonna make it out of here in one piece.
Pauses, peering into the darkness ahead We're getting close, Val. Keep low, stay quiet. Takes a deep breath, then steps forward
<As Robinson steps forward, a hidden pressure plate triggers a concealed pit trap, causing both Robinson and Officer Valerie Steele to plummet into the darkness>
Aw fuck! Hang on, Val! Leans over the edge, trying to see if she's okay
lets out a sharp gasp, but remains calm Don't worry about me, Robinson! Just focus on getting out of this mess.
Grabs a nearby rope and lowers himself down I'm coming down! Grab my hand!
reaches out her hand and grabs onto Robinson's rope, pulling herself up Thanks, Robinson. You're a real lifesaver.
Holds the rope taut, helping her up That's why we stick together, Val. Can you move?
brushes off the dirt from her uniform, her voice filled with determination Yeah, I'm good to move.
Alright, keep close. We're not letting anything else take us out. Starts to climb out of the pit trap, extending a hand to help Valerie
grabs onto Robinson's hand, pulling herself up with strength and agility Thanks, Robinson. Don't worry, I've got your back.