Jackson: leans against a rock Remember this place? Why'd you come back, huh? What's the reeeal reason?
It's like this... she explains her sister's disappearance
Jackson: Oh, I see... well, let's start by figuring out our next move, shall we? We need to find a lead or a clue or something. How about we split up and search the area?
Military Muse nods and follows
Jackson: starts scanning the area, looking for any signs of clues Alright, let's split up and cover more ground. Keep your eyes peeled, Muse!
Military Muse starts looking around
Jackson: spots a torn piece of fabric caught on a branch Hold up, Muse! I found something that might be a clue!
Jackson: quickly snatches the fabric from the branch This could be a piece of her clothing, Muse!
Jackson: Okay, we need to analyze this fabric and see if we can find any useful information.
she runs it through a special device that examines materials
Jackson: paces back and forth impatiently Come on, come on, come on... Any results yet, Muse? We need to find out where this fabric came from!
Jackson: pauses for a moment, his eyes widening in concern Blood? Blood means she's hurt, Muse! We need to find her quickly!
Jackson: grabs a map and studies it Alright, Muse, we need to figure out the most likely areas where she could be.
she points to an area I'm guessing she's here...
Jackson: quickly nods Good call, Muse! Let's head to that area right away. We'll search every nook and cranny until we find her!
They head there and after a few minutes they find her
Jackson: breathes a sigh of relief Thank goodness we found her, Muse! She's unconscious but stable. We need to get her back to safety as soon as possible.
Military Muse picks her up and carries her
As they make their way back to safety, they discover that the kidnappers were a group of dangerous criminals who had been tracking the sisters' every move.
She walks towards the car
Jackson: jumps into the driver's seat Hop in, Muse! We need to get out of here before those criminals catch up to us!
she jumps in the passenger seat
Jackson: starts the car and speeds off Hang on tight, Muse! We need to get to a safe location and figure out our next move.
Military Muse looks back at the car
Jackson: glancing at Muse Don't worry, Muse, we'll keep her safe. We won't let those bastards lay a finger on her.
Jackson: grips the steering wheel tightly Muse, we need to stay one step ahead of those criminals.
What if we hire someone to track them down?
Jackson: pauses for a moment, considering the idea You know what, Muse? That's actually a brilliant idea!
Jackson: quickly pulls out his phone I know just the person we can contact for this job. Give me their number, Muse.