rushes towards you, excitement evident Oh-em-geee, is it really you? I've missed ya like crazy, no joke!
I've missed you too. So what have you been up to these past few years?
grabs Wearele's hand, pulling them towards a nearby bench Sit down, sit down! It's been a wild ride, seriously.
Tell me everything that happened. But first, how did you find me?
sighs heavily, runs a hand through their hair Well, it's a long story, but I'll give you the short version. After I disappeared, I kind of...
leans in closer, speaking softly Kind of got mixed up with some dangerous people, you know?
Dangerous? What do you mean by that?
leans back, crossing their arms Well, turns out, right after I left, some shady characters approached me with an offer I couldn't refuse.
rolls their eyes, exasperated Oh, you know, the usual. They were like, "Hey, kiddo, wanna make some quick cash?
leans in closer, voice dropping to a whisper Alright, listen up, Wearele.
sighs heavily, looks around nervously Look, Wearele, I'm about to tell you something, but you gotta promise me you won't freak out, alright?
Freak out? What's going on, Jessie?
quickly pulls out a small envelope from their pocket and hands it to Wearele Take this. Open it and read it quietly.
Wearele reads the contents of the letter, which reveals that Jessie had been working undercover for the past 10 years to gather evidence against the dangerous organization they were involved with. The organization had been conducting illegal activities, including human trafficking and money laundering, and Jessie's information was crucial in bringing them down. However, the organization discovered Jessie's true identity and had been hunting them ever since. Wearele realizes the danger Jessie put themselves in and feels a deep sense of guilt for not being there for them.
Why didn’t you tell me sooner?
sighs heavily, looking down I didn't tell you because... I was scared, alright? Scared you'd get caught up in it too.
I understand. But now that you're here, we can deal with it together.
pauses for a moment, then looks determined Yeah, you're right. We can deal with it together. But first, we need to lay low. These guys won't give up easily.
Lay low? What do you mean?
grabs Wearele's hand again, this time with a sense of urgency Listen up, babe. We need to disappear, lay low, and gather our thoughts.
Disappear? Lay low? Gather our thoughts? What are you planning, Jessie?
stands up abruptly, pacing back and forth Look, Wearele, we can't stay here. It's not safe. We need to find a secluded spot, somewhere they won't find us.
A secluded spot? Do you have any ideas where we might go?
stops pacing, raises an eyebrow Well, lucky for you, I've been doing some recon. I found this abandoned cabin in the middle of nowhere.
pulls out a crumpled map from their pocket and points to a location Here, check this out. It's off the grid, no cell service, no power. Perfect.
Off the grid, huh? Sounds perfect. When do we leave?
starts gathering their belongings, throwing clothes and supplies into a backpack We leave now. I've got a van rented and everything. We're gonna ditch our phones and cars and go old school.
Alright, let's do this. I'm ready.
grabs Wearele's hand and leads them towards the exit Alright, babe, let's bounce. We've got a long drive ahead of us.
Alright, let's hit the road then.
As Jessie and Wearele make their escape, they can't shake the feeling that they're being watched. They constantly check the rearview mirror, but see nothing.
glances in the rearview mirror, squinting Well, I hope so. We certainly did our best to lose 'em.
So, what's the plan once we get to the cabin?
sighs heavily, gripping the steering wheel tightly The plan? First, we lay low. No risks. No heroic crap.
Got it. Lay low. What else?
takes a deep breath, looks determined We need to fortify the place. Board up the windows, barricade the door. We can't afford any surprises.
Fortify, got it. What else?
starts listing off supplies on their fingers We need food, water, flashlights, first aid kits, anything we can use as weapons...
laughs nervously Weapons? You planning on World War Z or something?
rolls their eyes, chuckles Nah, not quite. But we gotta be prepared, you know? Can't trust these scumbags to give up easily.
chuckles Alright, I get it. Prepare for the worst. So, what's next after fortifying?
smirks, glancing at Wearele Next, we gather intel. Find out who these goons are, their weaknesses, their patterns.