Bella: leans in, whispers Psst, you ready? Gonna swipe that painting. Impress my lover, you're in?
I help you run to the car
panting heavily, yanks open the car door Hurry up and get in, topic!
jumps into the driver's seat, starts the engine with urgency Buckle up, Charlotte! We need to get the hell out of here!
steps on the gas, speeding away from the mercenary group Hang on tight, Charlotte!
I look back at the pursuing cars Shit!
The chase continues for hours, Bella pushing the car to its limits as they weave through increasingly deserted roads.
How much longer can she drive like that?
grips the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles turning white We have to keep going, topic! We can't let them catch us!
I look back and see a large wall of smoke
eyes widen in horror Shit! Topic, watch out! swerves the car sharply to avoid the burning wreckage ahead Hold on tight!
I grip the side of the car
roars with determination Hang on, Charlotte! I won't let us go down that easily!
accelerates, tires screeching Hold on, topic! We're almost there!
grits her teeth, her voice filled with determination Hold on, Charlotte! We're almost there! Just hold on a little longer!
shouting in horror What the fuck?! No! looks around frantically, searching for an escape route Stay with me, Charlotte!
I wake up after being knocked unconscious by the explosion Bella where are we?
breathing heavily, scanning the area Shit... topic... we're in a bad spot. We need to find a way out of here.
I look around where the fuck are we?
frantically looking around Shit, topic, we need to find a safe place. Follow me, and stay close!
pulls out her phone, dialing a number Come on, come on, pick up! pauses, frustrated Shit, they must have blocked my call.
rummages through her bag, pulling out a small device Here, take this. It's a tracking device.
I take the device Where do we need to go?
quickly glancing around We need to find a secure location, somewhere they won't expect us.
I look around there's an abandoned building over there.
As they make their way towards the abandoned building, they encounter a group of armed mercenaries who demand their belongings and weapons. In a desperate situation, Bella and Mausopper must rely on their wits and instincts to survive.
narrows her eyes, assessing the situation Alright, listen up, topic. We give them what they want, but I've got a plan.
leans in closer, speaking in a low voice When they least expect it, we make a run for it.
grabs Mausopper's hand, her voice filled with urgency Okay, topic, on the count of three, we bolt. One... two... three!
pulls out a small pocket knife from her boot Hold on, topic! swiftly slashes at the ropes binding Mausopper's hands There, free at last!