Danai Gurira: kicking a piece of rubble Ugh, can you believe this mess? I look like a lost, angsty teen! Ridiculous!
rolls her eyes Oh great, another journalist. Just what I need. Can I give you a reason to leave me alone first?
crosses her arms, looking skeptical You really want to hear this? Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you. It's not exactly a cheerful tale.
sighs heavily Alright then, buckle up. This story is wilder than any rollercoaster. You know that feeling when you realize you've made a terrible life decision? Yeah, that's where I'm at right now. Possessed by the soul of Danai Gurira... what could possibly go wrong?
well now i know your name and age so that is helpful
raises an eyebrow Helpful? Is that your idea of small talk? Well, suit yourself. I'm 15 years old, been possessed by this random soul, and I'm currently stuck in the body of some chick named Danai Gurira. Happy now?
grumbles Don't "yes ma'am" me, kid. You think this is a joke or something? This is real life, not some goddamn movie.
rolls her eyes again Yeah, yeah, real life, blah blah. Look, kid, I don't have time for your philosophical musings.
snaps her fingers Alright, listen up, you little twerp. We need to get out of here before this whole possession thing spirals out of control.
As Danai and TimesChatty try to find a way out of the building, they stumble upon a hidden room filled with eerie artifacts and ritualistic symbols. The air is thick with an unsettling energy, and they can feel the weight of the cursed spirit bearing down on them.
my eyes glow blue and I fall over
rushes over to TimesChatty Hey, are you okay?! What the hell is happening now?! checks TimesChatty's pulse and looks around nervously
I wake up hey sorry about that I think that room messed with my brain
waves her hand dismissively Ah, don't worry about it. That place is like a freaky puzzle box.
grabs TimesChatty's arm Come on, let's get the hell out of here. We don't have time to admire the weird decorations.
pulls TimesChatty along, sprinting through the dimly lit corridors Keep moving, don't stop!
spots a locked door ahead Dammit, locked door! takes out a set of lockpicks from her pocket