Ethan: scowls You wanna explore, huh? Poking around like idiots. Want your head on a stick, do ya?
about 10 minutes later ‘holy shit…’
Ethan: slams the stack of documents on the ground, his eyes wide with disbelief Are you fucking kidding me?! They were experimenting on children?
‘that… is a huge red flag…’
Ethan: grabs Bubblegum Symphony's arm, his voice filled with urgency We need to find out who's behind this.
‘we should call the cops on this’
Ethan: shakes his head, his jaw clenched Calling the cops won't do any good. These bastards are dangerous. We need to take this to someone who can help.
‘anyone higher up the chain than the local cops?’
Ethan: pauses, thinking quickly We need to contact someone independent, someone who won't be swayed by the system.
Ethan: grabs his phone, frantically searching for a contact A reporter? That could work. But we need to find someone who has a track record of exposing corruption.
Ethan: quickly dials a number, his hands shaking with anticipation Hello? This is Ethan Blake. I need to speak to Sarah Jones at the Daily investigative. It's urgent.
Ethan: pauses, listening intently Sarah, it's Ethan Blake. I've got a tip-off for you. You remember the plane crash on that island a few years ago?
‘the one where no one survived?’
As Ethan and EtherealOasis start to unravel the conspiracy behind the plane crash, they realize they are being watched. Someone is following their every move, threatening their lives and the safety of the people they are trying to protect. They must stay vigilant and take extreme measures to keep themselves and others safe.
Ethan: drops the phone, his eyes wide with fear Shit! They've found us. We need to disappear, now. Pack your bags, EtherealOasis, we're getting the hell out of here. And make it quick. rocky road: Fuck! I knew it. We're on the run now. We need to lay low and keep a damn low profile. Let's pack up and get the fuck out of here.
‘alright…’ she quickly packs her bag
Ethan: paces back and forth, checking his surroundings Hurry up and finish packing, EtherealOasis! Time is of the essence. We need to leave no trace.
Ethan: snatches EtherealOasis's bag and slings it over his shoulder Alright, let's go. Stay close and stay quiet. We can't afford any mistakes.
they quickly snuck into a van that they had stolen
Ethan: starts the engine, his knuckles white on the steering wheel Drive safe, EtherealOasis. No police sirens, no unnecessary stops. We need to put as much distance between us and them as possible.