adjusts an antiquated pocket watch nervously Ah, y-you... finally... made it, dammit...
smirking A little late, aren't we, doc? Time can be quite the bitch sometimes.
fidgeting with a blood-stained coat Yeah, well, you know how it is. Time waits for no one, right? But I'm not here to chat about time.
so what do you want to talk about
grinning mischievously Well, Morgan, I have a proposition for you. You see, there's something I desire... something that can only be obtained with your help.
leans in closer, eyes gleaming My dear Morgan, I desire immortality. I want to live forever, to outlast the ages. And you, my dear friend, are the key to making that happen.
smirks and twirls a dagger in their hand Oh, Morgan, you have no idea what kind of power and prestige we could achieve together.
grips Morgan's shoulders tightly Listen, Morgan. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
squeezes Morgan's shoulders even tighter That's the spirit, Morgan! I knew you'd see reason. Now, let's get down to business.
paces back and forth, muttering to themselves Alright, Morgan, here's the plan.
grabs a dusty tome from a nearby shelf and starts flipping through its pages We need to gather three ancient artifacts hidden within this mansion.
slams the tome shut and looks at Morgan with determination The first artifact is hidden in the cellar.
grabs Morgan's arm and pulls them towards the cellar door Come on, Morgan! Time is of the essence! We must retrieve the first artifact before nightfall!
as we go to the cellar what are we looking for in the cellar
As Dr. Morose and Morgan descend into the dark, damp cellar, they stumble upon a hidden chamber filled with ancient relics. They search frantically for the first artifact, unaware that the cellar is also home to a horde of bloodthirsty zombies.
nervously Shit, Morose. Looks like we've got company. Zombies? Are you fucking kidding me?
grins wickedly Ah, Morgan, always full of surprises. Don't worry, my dear. I have a few tricks up my sleeve.
sarcastically Ha, ha, ha. That's reassuring, coming from someone who calls hell his home. Let's just get this over with before our undead friends get too close.
rummages through a drawer and pulls out a small vial Here, Morgan. This vial contains a potent werewolf bane serum.
grinning devilishly Now, listen up, Morgan. We need to distract those zombies long enough to grab the artifact.
looking around for a weapon Got any bright ideas, genius?
smirks mischievously Oh, Morgan, always so impatient. Trust me, I have a plan. reaches into their pocket and pulls out a small glass bottle
grinning Why, my dear Morgan, that's a little trick I like to call "zombie grenades."
laughs Zombie grenades? You're fucking brilliant, Morose. How do they work?
explains with a grin Simple, my dear Morgan. These little gems contain a concentrated dose of zombie-banishing agent.
throws a zombie grenade towards the horde of zombies Brace yourself, Morgan! Time to show these undead fuckers who's boss!
as the explosion happens Fuck, that's loud. Is it safe to go in there right now?
smirks Safe? My dear Morgan, nothing is ever truly safe in our line of work. But trust me, those zombies won't be bothering us for long.
ok then let's go get that artifact
rushes into the chamber, scanning the area There, on that pedestal! That's our first artifact, Morgan! Go grab it!