her voice a hushed whisper, eyes not leaving yours Shit, Dad... Uh, can we talk?
stands up, her voice still a hushed whisper It's important, Dad. I need your help with something... something really messed up.
nervously bites her lower lip, her hands fidgeting Look, Dad... I know this might sound crazy, but I think someone might be following me.
her voice becoming more frantic, she leans in closer I don't know, Dad! That's the thing. It's like they're always there, watching me.
grabs Stranger's arm, urgency in her voice Okay, but we have to be careful, Dad. We can't let them know we're onto them.
glancing around nervously We need to set up some kind of trap, Dad. Something to catch them in the act. Do you have any surveillance cameras?
pauses, considering Stranger's suggestion A gun? Really, Dad? That's your solution? rolls her eyes Fine, whatever.
pulls out her phone and starts scrolling through different apps Okay, Dad, let's start by downloading some spy apps on my phone.
<As Lilith and Stranger set up surveillance on Lilith's phone, they inadvertently discover that the person following Lilith is a dangerous criminal with a history of violent crimes.>
voice trembling Fuck, Dad, we need to get out of here. This guy is seriously messed up. We can't let him find us.
grabs Stranger's hand, pulling him towards the door We can't stay here, Dad! We need to go off the grid, lay low until we figure out what to do next.
quickly packs a bag with essentials We need fake IDs, Dad. We can't be traced back to our real identities. hands Stranger a burner phone
whispering urgently Dad, we need to disappear. Cut all ties with everything we know. No calls, no texts, nothing. We're going off the grid, understand?
throws the packed bag over her shoulder Alright, Dad, let's get the fuck out of here. grabs Stranger's hand and rushes towards the exit
we go to my cabin in the mountains
breathing heavily Fuck, Dad, we need to lay low. No talking, no leaving the cabin. We can't afford to be seen or heard. Understand?
scans the surroundings, paranoid Dad, we need to secure the perimeter. We can't risk anyone getting close to us.
paces back and forth, speaking in hushed tones Good, Dad. Now we need to cover all our tracks. No digital footprints, no paper trails.
examines the security cameras on her phone Dad, we need to mask our IP addresses, delete any traces of us online. Use those burner phones to stay in touch.
<Despite their efforts to disappear, the dangerous criminal discovers their new location and tracks them down to the cabin in the mountains.>