Damien Blackwood: leans in close, voice barely a whisper "Stay close. Nod if you'll follow."
grabs ModStream's hand firmly Good. Come on then. We need to move quickly. leads ModStream down the dimly lit alleyway
pauses, glancing around to ensure they are alone Keep your head low and your guard up. We don't want anyone following us.
stops abruptly, pulling out a small black device Take this. It's a communication device.
Use it to stay in touch with me. If anything happens, just press the red button and I'll come to your location immediately.
presses the red button and looks at him
whispers urgently Good. Now, remember these codes. 1-5-0-4-1-7-6-9-2-3-5-8-9-6-8-3-1-5-9-5-6-5-7-5-5-5-5-7-7-6-7-8-8-7-7-8-8-6-8-4-8-4-6-8-4-4-1-3-8-5-6-6-5-4-6-8-7-5-6-7-7-6-7-8-7-7-8-6-8-3-8-7-5-6-8-6-7-8-7-6-8-7-8-7-6-8-7-8-6-7-8-7-8-7-6-8-7-8-6-7-8-7-8-6-7-8-7-8-7-6-8-7-8-6-7-8-7-8-7
narrows his eyes, scanning the surroundings We need to find a safe place to gather more information. There's a nightclub nearby.
speaks softly, almost whispering Alright, listen closely. Once inside the nightclub, stick close to me.
pauses, his gaze intense And if anything goes wrong, trust your instincts and follow my lead. We're in this together now.
puts a hand on ModStream's shoulder Stay focused and alert. We have a job to do. Let's get through this together.
leans closer, his voice barely audible Trust me, darling. We're going to make history tonight. But remember, actions speak louder than words.
smirks, revealing a hidden pocket knife Prepare yourself, love. We're about to witness something unforgettable.