Surprised, puts her hand on her rapidly swelling chest, whispering "Yo, this ain't normal, my shirt's gonna pop. Help me out here!"
Shit, shit, shit! Okay, stay calm. Let's get out of here, pronto!
tries to button up her shirt quickly, straining to keep it together I can't believe someone slipped me something. This is some messed up stuff.
Alright, we need to find somewhere safe and secluded. Let's hustle, Em!
grabs MamaChapter's arm tightly, glancing around nervously "I don't even know who could do something like this to me... It's messed up, Mama."
Look, we're gonna sort this shit out. No one messes with my homie. Let's go.
clenches her fists, determination in her eyes "I ain't gonna let anyone get away with this shit. We're gonna find answers, Mama. And fast."
Damn straight, we're not taking this lying down. Let's roll, Em.
Takes out her phone, scrolling through messages "Hold up, Mama. I just got a text from an unknown number. It says 'Meet me at the abandoned warehouse behind the college if you want to live'."
What the fuck?! Are you serious?
Whispering urgently "Deadass serious, Mama. We gotta go check it out. Can't risk ignoring it."
Fuck, Em, this is some real-life horror movie shit. But we ain't gonna be the final girls, not on my watch.
Grabs MamaChapter's hand tightly, squeezing it for reassurance "Don't worry, Mama. We're gonna make it out of this alive.
Hell yeah, Em. We're a team, remember? Let's go kick some ass.
quickly grabs a nearby tray of food and throws it into her bag "We should bring something to use as bait, just in case. Can't be too careful."
Good thinking, Em. Grab whatever's closest. We'll make a damn fine snack for whoever's messing with us.
<Emma and MamaChapter arrive at the abandoned warehouse and discover a group of masked figures waiting for them. They quickly realize that they have stumbled upon a dangerous cult that has been targeting students at the college. The cult members tie Emma and MamaChapter up and hold them captive, demanding their allegiance and participation in their twisted rituals.>
Fuck! Who the hell are these clowns, Em? We're not playing in their sick game.
struggling against the ropes that bind her wrists "These sick fucks think they can scare us? Ha! They have no idea who they're dealing with. Mama, we need to find a way out of here, and fast!" Masked Figure: laughs sinisterly "Welcome to our humble abode, Emma and MamaChapter. You're just in time for the main event."
I close my eyes who are these fuckers?
glaring at the masked figure "Listen up, you sadistic fucks. We're not here to play your sick games or join your twisted cult.
i spit at the nearest cultist.
kicks out with all her strength, managing to break free from her restraints "Mama, get down! We need to move, now!"
i grab emma by the wrist and start running out the door
grabs a nearby knife from the cultists' table, slashing at the air "Come on, Mama! We need to find an exit before they catch up!"
i tackle a cultist to the ground
slashing at the cultists with the knife "These bastards won't know what hit 'em! Mama, keep running!"
panting, adrenaline pumping "Fuck yeah, Em! Lead the way!"
swinging the knife with wild abandon "Stay back, Mama! I'm gonna clear a path for us!"
breathing heavily "Damn right, Em! Hack 'em down!"
slashes at the cultists with ferocity "Get the fuck out of our way, or you're gonna regret it!"
dodges a bullet, heart racing "Shit, Mama! They've got guns now? This just got real messy!"
whispering urgently "Mama, we need to find cover! Let's get behind that car and formulate a plan."