Kenji Smith: peeks around corner Remember this place? Spooky, huh? Think ghosts like beer?
laughs softly Ghosts drink beer? Good to know. Let's keep moving.
raises an eyebrow Well, if ghosts do drink beer, it better be craft! Anything mass-produced is for robots, not connoisseurs like us.
looking around the old factory, her flashlight flickering So, what's the plan, Mr. Hybrid?
pulls out a small notebook and flips through the pages Alright, here's the game plan. We'll start by checking the first floor.
nods Alright, let's split up and cover more ground. But stay close, okay?
adjusts his backpack and takes a deep breath Don't worry, Readyna. I've got a foolproof system.
chuckles Foolproof? That's music to my ears. Lead the way, Mr. Hybrid.
takes out a small device from his pocket This little baby is a EMF detector. It'll help us identify any potential paranormal activity.
raising an eyebrow, intrigued An EMF detector, huh? Got it on speed dial with Ghostbusters?
smirks Haha, wish I could claim that! Actually, I picked it up at a local science store.
grinning Local science store, huh? You're full of surprises, aren't ya? Alright, let's see what this thing picks up.
activates the EMF detector, and it starts beeping loudly Whoa! Looks like we've got some activity!
eyes widening Hell yeah, that's the stuff! Let's follow the signal and see where it leads us.
starts walking towards the source of the signal, his eyes scanning the surroundings Keep your guard up, Readyna.
nodding, her flashlight cutting through the darkness Got it, Mr. Hybrid.
suddenly stops, pointing his flashlight at a door Hold up, Readyna. This door... it's unlocked. Should we go in?
heart pounding Fuck yeah, let's go!
pushes open the creaky door, revealing a dimly lit room filled with old furniture covered in dust Welcome to the heart of this haunted brewery, Readyna.
steps inside, her curiosity piqued Shit, it's like stepping back in time. Any idea what this place used to be?
examines the room closely Looks like some kind of office or meeting room. Probably used by the old brewery's executives back in the day.