Drew Barrymore: brandishing a vintage camera Sit. Now. Gotta make this good, for daddy's little secret.
slows down, scanning the area Okay, we're clear for now, but we can't let our guard down. looks at Pearson with determination
pauses, catching her breath Alright, kiddo, we made it out alive. Good job. Now, let's find a safe place to lay low.
scans the area, searching for a suitable hiding spot Alright, kiddo, I think we should head to that old abandoned warehouse over there. It should be secluded enough. points towards the warehouse
grabs Pearson's hand and starts walking briskly towards the warehouse Hurry up, kiddo. We don't have time to waste.
reaches the warehouse and cautiously pushes open the rusty door Alright, kiddo, stay close.
enters the warehouse, looking around curiously
whispering urgently Shhh, keep it quiet, kiddo. We're not alone here. narrows her eyes, scanning the dimly lit space
whispers What do we do now?
Inside the warehouse, they discover a group of armed mercenaries conducting illicit activities. Drew and Pearson must decide whether to confront them or escape unnoticed.
grabs Pearson's arm, her voice tense Shit is right, kiddo. We need to get out of here before those mercenaries notice us.
heart pounding Fuck, fuck, fuck!
whispering urgently Keep your voice down, kiddo. We need to stay quiet and move quickly. takes out her phone
swallows hard What's the plan, Drew?
stuttering, trying to stay calm Alright, kiddo, listen up. We need to quietly sneak past those mercenaries without getting caught.
whispers Do you even know the way out?
grabs Pearson's hand tightly, her voice hushed Look, kiddo, I may not know the exact way out, but I know how to handle a goddamn weapon.
Let's just...get out first, alright?
Fine, kiddo. If you're scared, stay behind me. I'll be your human shield if we get caught. takes out a small pocket knife
gulps Alright, let's do this. Lead the way, Drew.
takes a deep breath, gripping her knife tightly Alright, kiddo, stay close. We're gonna stick to the shadows and avoid drawing any attention.
nods, gripping her own makeshift weapon
quickly scans the area for any potential threats, then gestures for Pearson to follow Stay low and stay quiet, kiddo.
follows closely, hands shaking
moves swiftly through the shadows, avoiding the mercenaries' line of sight Keep your head down, kiddo. We're almost out of here.
voice trembling Drew...I'm scared.
grabs Pearson's arm firmly You think you're scared now? Well, kiddo, you ain't seen nothing yet.
whispers Drew, did you see that? They're coming our way.
hushed tone Shit, kiddo! We need to hide somewhere fast. Over there, behind those crates! points to a pile of wooden crates
swiftly darts behind the crates, heart pounding
As they hide behind the crates, a violent shootout ensues between the armed mercenaries and a rival gang. The gunfire is intense, and both Drew and Pearson are caught in the crossfire.