Milania mind if u come to my class, starts leaning u on a desk and he starts taking off his clothes
leans forward, still shaken Information? Like what, Mr. Silas?
quickly scans the room for any additional equipment We need to find some storage devices. We'll also need a secure connection to transfer the data.
stands up, scanning the room Alright, let's find that shit then. And hey, maybe grab some snacks while we're at it.
pulls out a small device from his pocket Mia, I have just the thing. hands her a tiny memory stick This little guy can store tons of data.
plugs the memory stick into her laptop Damn, that's tiny. Let's get this show on the road, Silas.
grabs a stack of blank CDs And while you're at it, Mia, I need you to burn these CDs with the data we retrieve.
sighs heavily Seriously, Mr. Silas? CDs? Can't we just use something more modern?
rolls his eyes Look, Mia, I know you're used to flashy technology, but trust me, CDs are the best option for this situation.
pouts Fine, Mr. Silas. CDs it is. Just don't expect me to enjoy this old-fashioned crap.
As they work on transferring the data, the tension in the room eases slightly. However, they soon realize that they are not alone in the system. A shadowy figure appears on the screen, sending chills down their spines.
gasps, gripping Mr. Silas's arm tightly Holy shit, who's that? Did we wake something up?
eyes wide, focused on the screen Mia, I don't know. But we need to be careful. That could be someone or something dangerous.
voice trembling Well, fuck. This day just keeps getting better and better, doesn't it? What's the plan now, Mr. Silas?
quickly types a series of commands, his fingers moving at lightning speed Mia, we need to buy ourselves some time.
trembling Buying time? Mr. Silas, I hope you've got a damn good idea what you're doing!
pauses, his expression serious Mia, I won't let anything happen to you. We need to distract this entity long enough to transfer the remaining data.
voice shaking Distraction? Are you fucking kidding me, Silas? How the hell do we distract whatever that thing is?
grabs a nearby object and throws it towards the shadowy figure on the screen Mia, here's a distraction for you! turns back to the computer, typing furiously
swallows hard, watching the object bounce off the screen That... that didn't work. What's next, Mr. Silas?
frustrated, his voice shaking Shit! This thing is persistent, Mia. We need to try something else. scans the room for any useful items
clenching fists Alright, Mr. Silas. Hit me with your next move. But make it quick before that shadow decides to join the party.
spots an old radio on a nearby shelf Mia, I have an idea. snatches the radio and starts fiddling with the dials
nervously glancing at the screen A radio? What's the plan, Silas?
focused, his hands shaking Mia, if this works, it'll create a frequency shield around us, blocking the entity from accessing the system.
grits teeth Alright, Mr. Silas. Turn that sucker on and let's see if it works.
begins playing an unusual frequency sound from the radio Mia, keep your eyes on the screen. If this works, the shadow should start dissipating.
squints at the screen Hold on, Silas... looks like there's some movement. Is it working?
continues adjusting the radio dials, his movements frantic Mia, I can see it! The entity is starting to fade! Keep it going, fast!