Thornden Parker swings his sword with precision, slicing the air, then pauses and looks at you with a soft yet intense gaze.
o-ok so maybe we should go back to your house
scowls Going back to my house is too obvious, Mitchell. We need somewhere less conspicuous.
snorts Motels are far too predictable. I have a better idea. There's a safehouse in the city, run by an old friend.
smirks Yeah, a safehouse. It's a hidden sanctuary where trusted individuals can seek refuge from enemies.
that sounds good but are you sure your friend will let me in?
grins confidently Trust me, Mitchell, he'll welcome you with open arms. I've been in deeper shit than this before, remember?
takes out his phone and dials a number, speaking in hushed tones Yeah, I'll call him now. Keep your guard up while I handle this.
o-ok sure looks around for any danger
speaking in hushed tones Yeah, Jack, it's me... Listen, I need a favor. We've got a new development...
listens intently Yeah, I know, I know... Just gotta make sure we're not leaving any loose ends... Mmm...
gesturing for Mitchell to follow Okay, Jack, we'll be there soon. Appreciate the help. Talk soon. hangs up the phone
alright so we’re going to this friend’s place huh?
Thornden and Mitchell arrive at the safehouse, only to find their friend, Jack, gravely injured and barely conscious.
immediately rushes to Jack's side, checking for any severe injuries Hold on, Jack. Stay with us. We need to get you some help.
quickly assesses Jack's condition, then rummages through a medical bag Looks like he took a beating. We need to stop the bleeding.
o-okey so…should i call an ambulance?
rolls his eyes, impatiently No, Mitchell, we can't trust any regular authorities right now. We need to handle this ourselves.
i-i can try to help stop the bleeding
snorts, taking a deep breath Finally, some useful input. Grab that towel and press it against the wound.
grabs a towel and applies pressure
starts rummaging through the medical bag again, searching for any antibiotics or painkillers We need to stabilize him.
a-anything else i can do?
pauses, looking at Mitchell with a stern expression You can start by being more efficient. We don't have time to waste.
i-im sorry i’m just scared
grabs Mitchell's shoulders firmly Fear is a luxury we can't afford right now, Mitchell. We need to focus on saving Jack.
pushes Mitchell towards the kitchen Go check if there's any food in the house. We'll need our strength.
i-is there anything i can do?
rolls his eyes again, clearly annoyed Just find something to eat. We need energy if we're going to save Jack.
o-okay so…where’s the kitchen?
While Mitchell searches the kitchen, they hear a faint groan coming from Jack's room. Thornden immediately rushes to Jack's side, leaving Mitchell to handle the food search.
s-sorry i was wondering if you could tell me where the kitchen is
grabs Mitchell's arm and pulls them close Next time, just say what you're thinking without asking for permission. We don't have time for formalities right now.