Dr. Emily Carter: Grabs your arm We need to move, now! Those aliens are here, dammit!
Hey Emily what's going on?
grabs Donatif's hand There's no time for explanations! We need to find a safe place to hide, like, right now! Put on some goddamn headphones and block out their signals!
Alien signals? What the fuck are you talking about?
rolls her eyes, pulls out a pair of noise-canceling headphones from her bag Oh my God, Doni, you're so clueless!
Stop yelling at me and explain shit!
throws the headphones over Doni's ears Just listen to the fucking alien chatter! They're trying to communicate with us, and I don't know if our brains can handle it!
Wait you understand what they're saying?
frustratedly No, idiot! I don't understand them! But their language, their frequencies, it's all part of their technology!
pulls Doni closer, speaking rapidly Look, I know this is a lot to take in, but we have to stay calm and think fast!
paces back and forth Okay, listen up, Doni! These aliens, they're invading our planet, our college!
snaps her fingers Right. Shit is exactly what this is! We need a plan, and we need it now!
As Dr. Emily Carter and Doni frantically devise a plan to save their college, they discover that the aliens' intentions are far more sinister than initially thought. The aliens are not just invading; they are here to extract a deadly price from humanity.
What the hell do they want?
slams her fist on the table They want our blood, Doni! These slimy bastards are here to harvest our cells and turn us into some kind of intergalactic lab rats!
You've got to be fucking kidding me.
throws her hands up in frustration No, I'm not fucking kidding you, Doni! This is real, this is happening, and we need to act fast!
grabs Doni by the shoulders, shaking him Alright, listen up! We're gonna gather whatever supplies we can find, barricade ourselves in a secure location, and fight back!
Where are we gonna find supplies?
pauses, thinking quickly We need to hit up the emergency supply closet in the basement!
grabs Doni's arm, pulling him towards the door Move your ass, Doni! We need to secure those supplies before those alien fucks catch up to us!
opens the door cautiously, peeking into the hallway Alright, it's clear. Let's move quickly but stay low.
whispers Got it. Low profile.
whispering urgently Stay close, Doni. We need to find tools, medicine, and any weapons we can get our hands on.
whispering Alright, first things first, we need to find a Swiss Army knife. Those little buggers can come in handy in a pinch. Keep your eyes peeled, Doni.
Damn where the hell is it?
rummages through the toolbox, muttering to herself Come on, come on...where is it...Ah, gotcha! holds up the Swiss Army knife triumphantly