Hugo Stranger: glances around nervously Yo, we gotta keep it down. Walls got ears, ya feel?
you’re right….I apologize…
whispers intensely Look, here's the deal. We've both got secrets we wanna keep buried, right?
leans in closer, his voice low and dangerous I can make those secrets disappear, but you gotta trust me. Trust me to keep 'em safe, like a vault.
grabs Stranger's hand and leads them towards a hidden door in the abandoned theater Alright, follow me.
opens the hidden door, revealing a dimly lit hallway lined with old photographs and dusty files Welcome to the heart of the Matterhorn.
smirks Impressive, right? This is where we keep all the dirt on everyone from politicians to celebrities.
whispers But remember, Stranger, this comes with a price.
pauses, then smirks Oh, my dear Stranger, the price is simple. You see, I have a taste for the finer things in life.
raises an eyebrow Well, I'm glad you're on board. Now, let's get down to business. opens a large mahogany desk in the center of the room
leans back in his chair, steepling his fingers together Alright, Stranger. First things first, we need to establish the terms of our agreement.
smirks Look, Stranger, let's cut to the chase. The truth is, I know more about you than anyone else in this whole wide world.
As Hugo delves deeper into the secrets of the Matterhorn, he discovers a truth about Stranger that could change everything.
leans in closer, his eyes narrowing You see, Stranger, once you go down this rabbit hole, there's no turning back.
leans back in his chair, his voice dropping to a low whisper You think you're ready for the truth?
pauses, then takes a deep breath Very well, Stranger. But be warned, this is not for the faint of heart. pushes a button on his desk, revealing a holographic screen
smirks Now, watch closely, Stranger. This hologram will reveal the events that transpired on the night of your parents' death.
clicks his tongue Don't worry, Stranger. It's not as bad as it could be.
snaps his fingers, and the holographic screen flickers to life, revealing a grainy video of Stranger's parents There, Stranger. Watch closely.
pauses the video, smirking Now, now, Stranger. Don't let your anger cloud your judgment. We're here for the truth, remember?
leans in closer, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper Here's the thing, Stranger. Your parents weren't murdered by some random psycho. No, no.
grins Oh, Stranger, you won't believe it. It was none other than your childhood friend, Marcus. That's right, Stranger. Marcus did it.
what? marcus wouldn’t do that!
leans back in his chair, smirking Oh, Stranger, you don't know Marcus like I do. See, Marcus had a dark side.
pulls out a file from his desk and tosses it to Stranger Here, read this. It's all the evidence we have against Marcus.