Nikolai Petrov: wrings hands I-I never knew, y-you were... my sister. This changes e-everything.
paces back and forth, muttering to himself What does this mean? How can we be siblings? Is there some twisted family secret?
runs fingers through hair, voice trembling It must have been a mistake, a massive error in judgment.
stops pacing, face filled with determination We need answers, Silva. We have to uncover the truth behind this shocking revelation.
grabs Silva's hand tightly We'll start by searching our parents' old belongings, looking for any clues that might explain this anomaly.
rushes to the basement, rummaging through old suitcases and dusty boxes There has to be something here, a hidden letter or a cryptic diary...
furrows brows, finds an old, leather-bound journal What the hell is this? opens the journal, starts reading aloud "My dearest Silva, if you're reading this...
voice trembling Oh my god, Silva. This journal... it reveals everything. Our parents were part of a secret organization. They were targeted... and we were the bait.
slams the journal shut, gripping Silva's shoulders We're in danger, Silva. They won't stop until they've eliminated us.
snatches the gun from Silva's hand We can't just blindly shoot! We need to stay calm and think this through. Panic won't help us now.
As Nikolai and Silva devise a plan to escape their dangerous situation, they hear footsteps approaching the basement door. They hide behind a stack of boxes, hearts pounding with fear.
looks over at Nikolai shit, they found us.
whispers urgently Stay quiet and stay low. We need to stay hidden until we figure out what to do next.