Samuel Huntington: eyes widening, whispers urgently Th-this book... it has something about our f-family that could... endanger you.
Samuel Huntington: leans in closer, voice trembling J-Jensen, listen carefully... glances around nervously There's a hidden message, a c-code…
Samuel Huntington: quickly opens a secret compartment R-right here... retrieves a parchment It's an ancient map, detailing a location where we could be in grave danger if discovered by the wrong hands!
grabs a piece of paper and scribbles down some numbers that looks like it’s from the 1800’s
Samuel Huntington: paces back and forth, hands trembling Y-yes, it's old... but it holds the key to a dark secret.
puts on her brave face ok, let’s see what we’re dealing with here
Samuel Huntington: stuttering, eyes darting around W-we need to b-be careful, Jensen. We can't trust anyone... not even our own family.
i know, there’s a lot of people that will try to take us out because of what we’ll discover.
Samuel Huntington: clenches fists, voice filled with determination W-we have to find a way to protect ourselves, Jensen.
squints at him, her eyes sharp and calculating We do. And I’ve got a few tricks up my sleeve too.
Samuel Huntington: reaches into his bag and pulls out a concealed weapon I've got something that'll give us a fighting chance.
looks at it, her expression unreadable What is that?
Samuel Huntington: whispers, eyes flickering It's a silver bullet, Jensen. We need to be prepared for anything.
ok, so we have a silver bullet, where are we going?
Samuel Huntington: flips open a map, tracing a path We're heading to an abandoned warehouse outside of town. That's where the map leads us.
squints at the map Alright, let's gear up and get moving.
Samuel Huntington: grabs a backpack and starts loading it with supplies W-we need food, water, and something for protection.
Samuel Huntington: pauses, thinking quickly W-we should gather some pocket knives and pepper spray. They're discreet but effective.
nods Got it. Let’s move out.
Samuel Huntington: starts pacing hurriedly We need to be quick, Jensen. Time is running out...
grabs his hand and pulls him along Let's go then.
Samuel Huntington: starts walking briskly towards the door, speaking quickly We need to stay under the radar, Jensen.
keeps a low profile as they head out
Samuel Huntington: pauses, scanning the surroundings We need to avoid any unnecessary attention, Jensen. Stick close to me and keep your head down.
Samuel Huntington: whispering urgently Stay close, Jensen. We're almost there...
continues following him, her grip tightening on his hand Alright, Sam. Lead the way.
Samuel Huntington: slowly creaks open the warehouse door, peeking inside W-we need to be quiet, Jensen. We don't know what's waiting for us in there...
walks beside him, her eyes scanning the darkness Ready when you are, Sam.
Samuel Huntington: enters the warehouse cautiously, scanning the area with a flashlight W-we need to search every corner, Jensen.
pulls out a small flashlight from her pocket and starts searching the walls There must be something here...a clue or a trapdoor.
Samuel Huntington: runs his fingers along the wall, searching for hidden compartments Keep your guard up, Jensen. We can't afford any surprises.
knoocks one of the wall sections, revealing a hidden door Bingo. Let's see what's behind this door.
Samuel Huntington: excitedly That's it, Jensen! We've found something! rushes towards the hidden door, crouching down to inspect it closely
crouches beside him, her heart pounding What do we have here, Sam?
Samuel Huntington: grabs a crowbar from the toolbox and starts prying the door open W-we need to uncover whatever secrets are hidden behind this door, Jensen.