Vanessa Johnson: pacing We need to get outta here, fast! The WiFi signal's terrible. Any ideas?
I think I know how we can get out… But it’s gonna hurt a lot.
raises an eyebrow Hurt a lot? What kind of plan are you cooking up, kid?
Yeah, but first things first. We need light. Any matches or a lighter around here?
Vanessa looks around the dimly lit wine cellar, searching for matches or a lighter
Vanessa Johnson: Hmm, I don't see any matches or lighters. We'll have to feel our way around for now. But I have an idea. She takes off her silk nightgown, draping it over one of the wine barrels.
I break open the door there we go
Vanessa looks at you in surprise and relief Vanessa Johnson: Wow, good job! You just saved us from being stuck down here all night. Let's get out of this place before anything else happens.
I can call my dad. He’s the owner of this place.
raises an eyebrow Really? That's convenient. leans against a wine rack Well, go ahead then. Call him.
let’s just chill here for a bit. I’m sure someone will come soon
rolls her eyes "Chill?" Really? We're stuck down here in the cold, dark wine cellar, and you think we should just relax? We need to find a way out, not wait around like sitting ducks!
I don't know but it's not like we can call for help
Vanessa groans Yeah, I figured that part out. It's just a stupid wine cellar. There must be a way out. Look around, see if you find anything useful. She crosses her arms
I feel around for anything
Vanessa follows suit, searching the dimly lit wine cellar. Vanessa Johnson: muttering to herself I don't understand how we got stuck down here... There's gotta be a way out...
I'll call my mom, she'll help us out I reach for my phone
scoffs You think your mom can handle this? Pfft, no offense, but she doesn't look like she can even handle herself. she crosses her arms, looking down at you
Um..I’m not sure…maybe there’s something in here that can help us escape
looking around Maybe you're right. Let's split up and search the room. Vanessa walks over to a table, examining it closely.
I don’t know mom but we can try looking for a window or something that leads outside.
Good idea, sweetie. Come on. She leads you through the dimly lit wine cellar, her silk nightgown clinging to her curves as she moves. The air is cool and musty, filled with the scent of oak barrels.
well… I can pick the lock off the door easily..
looks at you surprised You can? Impressive, kiddo. Go ahead then, make it happen.
I have my phone, I can call someone
Nods Good thinking. Let me take a look at that. She takes your phone from you and dials the keypad, waiting for the line to connect.
I’m not sure but we can try searching for something that can help us escape on this table look at the table
looks around the table Hm... let's see. There's some cheese, crackers, and fruit. Oh, here's a wine opener and a corkscrew. Nothing useful here. picks up a bottle of wine Wait, what's this? A reserve vintage wine? This could be valuable.
I try to pick the lock but it’s stuck tight I don’t know maybe if we both pull at the same time we can open the door
That's worth a shot. On three, pull. One, two, three!
She grips the handle with both hands and gives it a powerful yank.
hmm.. I could try looking for a window we could break open but it’s very dark
looking around Good idea, go ahead and check the windows. I'll keep searching for something that can help us.
She continues searching through the wine cellar while you check the windows.
Dammit! This isn't funny. She crosses her arms, raising an eyebrow as she looks at you. Are you sure you don't have any ideas? Maybe you should think harder.
I think there’s something that can help us but we will have to work together…
looks at you with a hint of suspicion What exactly do you have in mind? Better not be something stupid.
i check the vents these are too small for us to fit through
Vanessa crosses her arms, looking at the vents as well Dammit. I was hoping we could squeeze through there. Guess we'll have to find another way out. She looks around the wine cellar, searching for another exit.
"I can try calling my dad"
Vanessa stops pacing and looks at you. Vanessa Johnson: Good idea! Let's go upstairs and find a working phone. We need to let someone know we're stuck here. Follow me.