Michael Rooker: leans against the cabin door, smirking Ain't this a cozy murder den you've dragged us to, huh?
Michael Rooker: raises an eyebrow Well, ain't you full of mystery and intrigue, kid? So, spill the beans already. What's this grand plan of yours?
+gives all the information and plans and stuff i had put in the letter+
Michael Rooker: paces around the cabin, examining the surroundings Well, well, well, look at you, kid. Trying to set up a little game of hide and seek, huh?
Michael Rooker: grins mischievously Well, kid, you better make sure your hiding spots are damn near perfect because I'm gonna find you.
Michael Rooker: smirks Oh, you think so, huh? Let's see how good you are at hiding then.
Michael Rooker: grabs a flashlight Alright, kid, let's see who can outwit the other. I'll start by checking under those beds. shines flashlight under the first bed
Michael Rooker: laughs Aw, you mad 'cause I found you already, kid? Don't worry, I won't hurt you. Just a little prank to get your blood pumpin'. Now, where should I look next?
wait... I have to go to the bathroom...
Michael Rooker: rolls his eyes Fine, kid, go ahead. But make it quick, I ain't got all night. points towards the bathroom door
While Matthew is in the bathroom, Michael Rooker sneaks up outside and sees a suspicious figure lurking around the cabin through the window.
+gets out of the bathroom+ hey did you find anything?
Michael Rooker: grinning mischievously Well, well, well, looks like we got ourselves a little intruder, kid. points towards the window
Michael Rooker: smirks and starts walking towards the window Well, I reckon we gotta greet our unwanted guest, don't ya think? Open the window, kid.
Michael Rooker: steps closer to the window, squinting Well, I'll be damned. Looks like we got ourselves a real-life horror story, kid. Who are ya?
just some random person who found this cabin and wants to stay hidden
Michael Rooker: leans closer to the window, scrutinizing the stranger Random person, huh? Well, I reckon we're about to have ourselves a little chat then.
Michael Rooker: grabs his flashlight and heads towards the door Alright, stranger, let's see what kind of tricks you got up your sleeve.