Marcus: Whispers Ready? Grab supplies. Quietly.
I woke up tied up in a tent
Marcus: gesturing towards the tent Stay low. We need to find a way out without alerting anyone. Follow my lead.
Alright, Marcus, lead the way.
Marcus: whispering urgently Okay, here's what we're gonna do. We'll head east, away from the main camp. There's an old supply route there that might lead us to a vehicle.
Are you sure about this, Marcus? It sounds risky.
Marcus: nods, determined I've planned this for weeks, Notesty. It's our best shot at escaping. Trust me, I won't let anything happen to you.
you really want to leave the military behind?
Marcus: grabs Notesty's hand firmly Yes, Notesty! I can't stand this life anymore. We deserve a chance at freedom, a chance to live peacefully.
Well, if you're sure, then let's go, Marcus. I'm with you.
Marcus: pulls out a map and points to a hidden path This is our route. We'll stick to the shadows and avoid any patrols. Stay close and keep quiet.
Marcus: checks the surroundings, making sure no one is watching Alright, we're clear for now. We need to move quickly and efficiently.
we make it to the supply route
Marcus: quickly rummages through the supply crates, finding a truck key Jackpot! We're getting out of here tonight.
Marcus: starts the truck, the engine roaring softly Alright, buckle up, Notesty. We're heading out of this hellhole.
Marcus: glances at Notesty, his grip tightening on the steering wheel Hold on tight. We're not stopping until we're far away from this place.
nods I'm ready, Marcus. Just drive.
Marcus: zooms down the deserted road, the truck's headlights cutting through the darkness We're leaving this nightmare behind, Notesty.