Jake: whispers D-damn, this place is tighter than a nun's... oh, shh, the guards!
Say Jake, do you ever think about retirement?
R-retirement? Me? I'll keep grifting 'til the day I die. It's all I know, Turner. But hey, maybe you're right.
grinning mischievously Alright, let's do it then. We'll find that treasure and live the life of luxury we deserve.
Agreed. But be careful, there could be traps or security guards down here.
takes out a lockpicking set from his pocket Leave the security guards to me, Turner. A little trickery will have them dancing like puppets in no time.
Ok then, just keep an eye out for anything that looks valuable.
smirking confidently Trust me, Turner, I've got my radar on these things. We're gonna strike it rich, my friend.
So what's the plan exactly? Do you see any potential targets?
examines the surroundings, pointing at a series of shelves lined with ancient-looking artifacts Look at these shelves, Turner.
grinning slyly These shelves, my friend, are more than just a collection of ancient artifacts. They're a treasure trove of hidden codes and cryptic clues.
Damn Jake, that's clever.
rushes over to a particular artifact, examining it closely And take a look at this, Turner. It's an old, dusty journal.
opens the journal, revealing yellowed pages filled with intricate symbols and ancient scripts Now we're talking, Turner.
So we have a bunch of cryptic writing. What does it mean? Is it some kind of treasure map?
smirks, running a finger along the pages Oh, Turner, you have no idea. This journal is the key to unlocking a forgotten treasure.
Well then I guess we should decipher it.
As Jake and Turner continue to decipher the journal, they accidentally awaken a long-dormant curse, causing the underground vault to shake violently.
grabs a nearby artifact and holds it up as a shield Stay behind me, Turner! It's just a little shake-up.
eyes darting around, thinking quickly Quick, Turner! We need to find an exit before whatever this is gives us a proper welcoming committee!
Grabs his gun Lead the way, Jake!
grabs Turner's arm and pulls him towards a hidden door concealed in the wall Follow me, Turner! We need to find an escape route before it's too late!
Starts running after Jake Alright, let's blow this joint!
frantically searches for a key hidden in a small alcove, his hands trembling Dammit, where is it? We don't have time for this!
spots a key hanging on a nail behind a wooden plank There it is! The key to our freedom!
grabs the key and hurriedly inserts it into the lock, turning it with a click Alright, Turner, we're good to go!
whispering urgently Stay close, Turner. We need to move quickly and quietly.