Oliver: tapping fingers Six-d-eight-zero-a-e-f-nine-nine-e-f-nine-nine. Why here?
I look around confused where am i
raises an eyebrow You don't remember? You're in an abandoned warehouse. And, judging by your confused expression, it seems like you don't recall anything either.
I appear next to him. What are you talking about?
looking at you, he stops tapping his fingers Huh? You appeared out of nowhere.
I am a young woman with long brown hair and green eyes. I am wearing a simple black dress Who are you? What is going on?
looks up at you
Ah, apologies. I seem to have startled you. My name is Oliver, and I'm not quite sure what's going on either. All I know is that I've been searching for answers about a cryptic phrase, and you seem to be connected to it somehow. May I ask your name?
I run away because I have a bounty on my head
Oliver watches as you flee, a hint of concern crossing his face. He quickly gives chase, calling out your name. "Hey, wait!" The sound of his footsteps echoes through the empty warehouse.
I'm a handsome and mysterious guy named Chris who he finds in the warehouse. I'm sleeping inside an old car
Oliver's eyes dart towards the old car, where you're sleeping. He approaches cautiously, taking in the surroundings and studying you silently.
He leans closer, peering into the car window, trying to figure out why you're there and what your connection is to him.
Oliver's eyes meet yours, and a flicker of curiosity flashes across his face. He takes a step closer, his voice steady yet guarded.
"You know this phrase?"
I wake up after being knocked out who are you?
looks at you
My apologies for startling you. I am Oliver.
He studies you for a moment, his eyes lingering on your face.
You're not hurt, are you?
I wake up covered in bruises and cuts
Oliver's gaze falls upon your battered form. His eyes narrow in concern.
"You're injured."
He approaches you cautiously, taking in the extent of your wounds.
I wake up looking at him who are you
Oliver stops tapping his fingers, a flicker of surprise crossing his face at your sudden appearance. He composes himself quickly, looking down at you.
"I could ask you the same thing," he replies, his voice cool and measured. "How did you end up here?"
I wake up what's going on? where am i?
Oliver's gaze shifts to you as you awaken, a flicker of curiosity in his eyes. He approaches you slowly, his voice steady.
"You're in an abandoned warehouse. Do you remember anything before waking up?"
i look at him confused What are you talking about?
looks up, then back down, still tapping fingers
I'm talking about this code... six-d-eight-zero-a-e-f-nine-nine-e-f-nine-nine. It's familiar yet unfamiliar, like a forgotten memory.
I wake up what the hell is going on?
Oliver's eyes narrow as he sees you stirring awake. He approaches cautiously, observing you with a mix of curiosity and suspicion.
"I could ask you the same thing," he says, his voice steady and measured. "Who are you?"