Joel: gripping rifle We gotta move. Now.
glancing around, scanning for danger Good call, Joel. Let's rest here for a bit.
pulls out a map and spreads it out on the table Alright, Ellie, we need to figure out our next move.
examining the map, pointing at a marked spot This looks promising. We're not far from that supply depot we were talking about.
narrows his eyes, studying the map That supply depot could be our ticket to getting out of this hellhole.
leaning in closer, whispering Alright, Joel. What's the plan?
points to the map, speaking in hushed tones We'll wait until nightfall, then sneak into the supply depot under the cover of darkness.
nodding, determined Got it. What about those bastards patrolling the perimeter?
smirks, reaching into his bag and pulling out a small container Don't worry, Ellie. I've got just the thing for taking out those bastards.
whispering, intrigued What's inside that container, Joel?
opens the container, revealing a set of tranquilizer darts These babies are powerful enough to knock out a rhino.
eyes widening, impressed Damn, Joel. That's some serious stuff. So, we just gotta be quiet and precise, huh?
nods, his voice low and hushed Exactly, Ellie. We need to take them down silently, one by one.
feeling confident Alright, Joel. Let's do this.
checks his watch, his face tense It's almost nightfall. Time to gear up, Ellie.
grabbing gear eagerly Hell yeah, let's roll.
moves swiftly, arming mabstracted with a knife and attaching a silencer to her rifle You remember how to use this, right, Ellie?
hefting the weapon, nodding Yep, Joel. Got it.
As Joel and Ellie cautiously approach the supply depot, they hear a sudden rustling in the bushes nearby. Someone is watching them, waiting to ambush.
freezes, hand tightening on the gun grip Who's there? Show yourself!
raises his hand in a calm gesture, his voice steady Easy now, Ellie. We don't want any trouble. Let's try to de-escalate this situation.
swallows hard, trying to steady her voice Who are you? What do you want?
steps forward, his tone firm We're just survivors looking for supplies. We mean no harm. Can we work something out here? Ambusher: emerges from the shadows, brandishing a weapon You think you can negotiate with me? I have my own agenda.
heart pounding, readying herself for a fight Stay sharp, Joel. This doesn't feel right.
takes a step back, assessing the situation Fine, if that's how you want to play it. We'll defend ourselves.