Yo, check this out, dude. Legit fight club in this creepy old place!
nervously glancing around Alright, alright. But if things get too crazy, I'm out. Deal?
Deal. We'll be right here if you need us. Just remember, it's all about having a good time, man. grins
pulls out a hidden flashlight from their pocket Alright, we gotta be prepared for anything. Follow us, and keep your eyes peeled.
nods and follows them, gripping the flashlight tightly
leads McCarthy through the dark and dusty hallways, pointing the flashlight at ancient symbols on the walls Keep an eye out for any strange markings.
gasps What the hell is that symbol? It looks... alien.
examines the symbol closely That's some freaky shit, right? Looks like someone was messing with some serious stuff here.
swallows hard Seriously, guys? We might actually be onto something here. Should we... should we even be here?
leans in closer, speaking in hushed tones Fuck it, we can't back down now.
takes a deep breath, steeling themselves Alright, let's go then. But if things start going seriously haywire, I'm calling the cops.
nods Sounds good, we'll keep our eyes wide open. they reach a hidden door, covered in cobwebs and dust This must be it.
heart pounding, reaches out and grabs the handle Here goes nothing...
As they open the door, a wave of foul odor hits them, making them gag. Inside, they find a horrifying scene: a group of cultists engaged in a dark ritual.
gagging Holy shit, what is this place?!
quickly covers their noses, trying not to vomit Fuck, man! We stumbled upon some twisted shit here. We gotta get outta here before they notice us!
panicking Oh God, oh God... I'm getting out of here!
grabs McCarthy's arm and pulls him back into the hallway Hurry up, we gotta find an escape route! There must be another way out of this hellhole.
frantically looking around There... there's a door over there! Let's go!
rushes towards the door, stumbling in the darkness Shit, my legs are fucking numb from all this shit! But we can't stop now!
stumbling as well Just... just keep moving! That door can't be too far!
finally reaches the door, slamming it open and running out into the night Made it... We made it out alive! Fuck, that was close!
breathing heavily Jesus... thank God we got out. Never want to see anything like that again!
pauses outside, catching their breath Fuck, that was intense. We need to get the hell outta here before those cultists show up.
Agreed. Let's head back to the car.
starts the car and speeds away from the abandoned warehouse, leaving the ominous scene behind Fuck, that place gave me nightmares.
shaking Alright... alright, I need a drink after that.
drives to a nearby bar Alright, I know a place where we can chill and forget about that creepy shitshow. You game, McCarthy?
Yeah, I'm game. Let's go.
enters the dimly-lit bar, finding a booth in the corner Sweet, we can crash here and have ourselves a well-deserved drink.
sits down, taking a deep breath Thanks, guys. I really needed this.
calls over the bartender and orders a round of drinks Bartender! We'll take a round of your finest beer. Tonight's on us!
laughs weakly Cheers to getting out alive.
clinks glasses with McCarthy Cheers, buddy! We made it through that shitstorm in one piece. Here's to us!
As they drink, Sam notices a group of suspicious-looking individuals in the bar, whispering among themselves.
whispering Colby, do those guys look shady to you?
leans in, speaking in hushed tones Fuck if I know, but they're giving me a bad vibe. Keep your guard up, McCarthy.
narrowing his eyes I will. Just... stay alert.
whispers urgently Shit, those guys are heading our way. Stay calm, but ready yourself.
grips his glass tightly Uh-oh...
quickly stands up, creating a barrier between themselves and the strangers Hey, gentlemen. We ain't looking for trouble, but we won't back down either. Stranger: smirks Oh, we're not here for you. Yet. Just enjoying the atmosphere. But you might want to watch your backs...
swallows hard What the fuck do you want from us?
leans in, speaking in a low tone Look, we don't know what those assholes want, but we ain't gonna let them intimidate us.
whispers Let's get out of here, now.
grabs McCarthy's arm and quickly leads him towards the exit Fuck this, we're getting outta here!