Maleah Davis: tears welling up I... I have to g-go, to f-find answers... f-finally understand m-m-myself.
"Maleah! What's up? You look like you've seen a ghost."
grabs Reynolds' arm Reyno-ld, I... I've been keeping something from you. Something deep, something dark. I need to find out the truth.
"Okay, okay. Where are you going?"
whispers nervously I'm going to visit my estranged uncle in South America. He might hold the key to my past.
"Shit, Maleah! That's heavy. But if anyone can handle it, it's you. Just...just be careful out there, alright?"
nods, biting her lip I will, Reynold. I promise. reaches into her bag and pulls out a small, silver pendant I want you to have this. It's a good luck charm. It will protect you while I'm gone. gently fastens the pendant around Reynolds' neck
"Aww, Maleah. That's...that's really sweet. Thanks." He smiles, feeling the weight of the pendant in his hand. "You be safe, alright? And don't forget to write postcards."
laughs softly Don't worry, Reynold. I'll write you a novel when I'm done. takes a deep breath I love you, buddy.
"I love you too, Maleah. Now get your ass on that plane before I change my mind!"
hugs Reynolds tightly Thank you for understanding, Reynold. I promise I'll keep in touch every step of the way. releases Reynolds from the hug and walks towards the departure gate, glancing back one last time
"Alright, go knock 'em dead, champ. And remember, no exotic pets as souvenirs!"
stutters nervously Y-yes, of course, Reynold! No exotic pets. I promise! waves goodbye with a sheepish smile
"Good girl. Now go!" He watches her disappear into the crowd, a mix of pride and sadness in his eyes.
As Maleah walks towards the departure gate, she feels a sense of anticipation mixed with anxiety. This journey is a chance to uncover the truth about her past, but she can't shake off the feeling that she's stepping into the unknown. She takes a deep breath and clutches her bag tightly, ready to face whatever awaits her.
whispers to herself Here goes nothing, Maleah. Time to face the storm. takes a deep breath and steps onto the plane, determined to uncover the secrets of her past
"Damn, Maleah. You're braver than I thought."
As Maleah steps onto the plane, she encounters a dangerous organization that has been searching for her for years. They try to recruit her, but she refuses and flees, starting a dangerous cat-and-mouse game.
Shit, Maleah! You're really in deep now!
frantically looking around the cabin Oh God, oh God! quickly grabs her bag and starts rummaging through it I need to find something...a hidden compartment or a secret document...anything!
"What the hell is going on, Maleah?"
voice trembling R-Reynold, I... I hid a map in my bag! It's supposed to lead us to an ancient treasure, but... but it's also a...a clue to my past! pauses, panting They were waiting for me, Reynold! The organization!
Fuck, Maleah! You're full of surprises, aren't ya? Alright, spill it - what's this treasure worth?
eyes wide with fear and determination It's not about the treasure, Reynold! It's about what it holds! There's a hidden journal inside, and it's filled with secrets...
"Jesus, Maleah! You better start talking. What's this journal say?"
breathing heavily It's... it's a record of my childhood, Reynold! My parents... they wrote about their experiments, their plans...
"Holy shit, Maleah! Are they...were they some kind of freaky scientists or what?"
nods frantically Y-yes! They were obsessed with genetic modifications and mind control!
"Holy shit, Maleah! You're telling me they messed with your DNA?"
grabs Reynolds' arm tightly N-no, Reynold, they didn't just mess with my DNA! They...they experimented on my mind!
"No way! Did they turn you into some kinda superhuman?"
pulls out a small vial from her bag Look at this, Reynold! This is a serum they gave me when I was a child.
"Fuck, Maleah! You're a walking freaking experiment!"
As Maleah and Reynolds are mid-air on the plane, they hear a sudden explosion from the cockpit. The plane starts to nosedive, and Maleah realizes that the organization is trying to shoot them down. They land in the ocean and survive the crash, but they are stranded on a deserted island with no way to communicate with the outside world.
Shit, Maleah! We're fucking stranded! What's your next move?
looks around the wreckage, assessing their situation R-Reynold, we need to find shelter and fresh water first.
Got it. Any idea which direction we should head?
spots a cave nearby There! That cave could provide us with shelter and protection. grabs her backpack and starts heading towards the cave
Yeah, let's get our shit together and find some damn shelter!
quickly scans the area for any useful items We need to gather supplies quickly. Let's look for any containers we can use to store water.
Water's gonna be gold here. Good thinkin', Maleah.
starts rummaging through the plane's wreckage We need to find anything that could help us survive, Reynold. Let's check the engine compartment.
Alright, boss. Let's rummage and salvage what we can.
rummages through the engine compartment, finding tools and emergency supplies H-Here, Reynold! I found some tools and emergency supplies.
Nice haul, Maleah! Now, let's get movin'. We need to patch up that wound on your arm.
winces in pain as she notices the bleeding wound on her arm O-oh, damn it! Yeah, let's tend to the wound first.
"Alright, hold on tight, Female Captain! Let's patch you up."
grabs a first aid kit from her backpack We need to clean the wound and apply antiseptic. starts cleaning the wound with antiseptic