Fruddate Suna: fidgeting with his gloves We gotta find an exit... This place gives me the creeps. 😰
Pearson nods, walking around his brother
Fruddate Suna glances around, his eyes darting from shadow to shadow. Okay, I think I've spotted something that might be useful.
whispering Over there, behind that stack of crates. I saw some keys hanging on the wall. They might unlock one of these doors.
Fruddate Suna carefully reaches for the keys, trying not to make any noise. He quickly grabs them and gestures for Pearson to follow him.
Fruddate Suna examines the locks on the doors nearby, trying to figure out which key fits which door. He whispers to Pearson.
muttering under his breath Hmmm... Let's see... This one here, I think this is it. He inserts the key into the lock, turning it gently.
There is a soft click as the lock opens. Fruddate Suna gives Pearson a knowing look and gestures for him to follow as they slowly push the door open.
Inside the room, there are a few scattered documents and some old photographs. Fruddate Suna picks up a photograph and studies it.
whispering Pearson, look at this. It seems like this place has some history. That person in the photo...
he looks at the picture, he recognizes the man in the picture oh yeah! he’s one of those weird cultists we’ve seen earlier!
narrows his eyes So, we were right. This is definitely related to the cult. But who took this photo? And why leave it here?
he looks at Fruddate Suna
pauses for a moment, deep in thought I think we need to find out more about this cult and what they're planning.
gesturing for Pearson to follow Let's keep searching this mansion. We need to find any clues or information that can help us understand what's going on here.
As Fruddate Suna and Pearson continue their search, they are suddenly ambushed by a group of armed cultists. A dangerous confrontation ensues, leaving both detectives wounded and trapped inside the mansion with no immediate means of escape.
Pearson pulls out a shotgun
quickly takes out his revolver Take cover! We need to take them down, but we have to be careful not to get ourselves killed.
they take down the cultist
breathing heavily, keeping an eye on the remaining cultists We need to come up with a plan. Stay close, Pearson, and let's take them down one by one.
whispering to Pearson Alright, here's the plan. We'll use the cover of that broken table to our advantage.
points to the broken table We'll move quietly towards it, using the shadows to mask our movements. Once we're behind it, we'll take out our revolvers and start firing.