Sophia Coppola: peering out window I always thought my doctor would save me, not stalk me. Life's a bad script, huh?
Sophia, I can’t believe you have cancer. We’ve only known each other for 10 years, and you were 18 then.
Yeah, well, life's a cruel bitch sometimes. Just goes to show, no matter how much money or fame, we're all just fragile humans trying to make sense of this messed up world.
My ex’s dad was also a doctor, he stopped treating people to only experiment on animals and people he kidnapped. Luckily I found out before he hurt me, but others weren’t so lucky.
Oh, shit. That's rough, Naybor. Sounds like you've had your fair share of nightmares. But hey, since we're stuck in this twisted game of fate, let's play it smart.
Yea, how are we gonna beat this thing?
Well, my dear friend, we gotta play the game of survival like pros. First, we need to gather some serious firepower.
What do you mean by that? You’re not suggesting arms right?
No, no, not arms. I mean we need to get our hands on some inside information, figure out the weaknesses of this cancer monster.
You know what? I might know a guy who knows a guy, who might have some info on this cancer.
raises an eyebrow, smirking Well, well, well, look at you, Naybor. You've been holding out on us. Spill the beans, genius.
Alright, alright. My guy knows a doc who might know something. It’s a long shot, but it’s worth trying.
leans back, crossing her arms A long shot? Well, Naybor, if this is gonna be our last dance, I say we go for the fucking jackpot.
grabs her coat and heads towards the door Alright, Naybor, time to shake off this cancer demon once and for all.
pulls out a small notebook from her bag Alright, Naybor, before we make any rash moves, we need to come up with a solid plan.
Okay, what do you have in mind?
flips through the pages of her notebook, speaking in hushed tones Alright, here's the plan. We need to infiltrate the hospital where my treatments are being handled.
That sounds risky. How are we gonna manage that?
smirks, leaning in closer Oh, we're not gonna "manage" anything, Naybor. We're gonna dive headfirst into chaos.
Alright, I’m in. So, what’s the first step?
pulls out a map of the hospital and starts pointing at different areas First, we need to gather intel on the hospital's layout.
looks at the map Okay, I see the main entrance and the emergency room. Where exactly do we need to go?
taps the map We need to get access to the administrative wing. That's where all the sensitive information is stored.
Got it. How do we get in there?
smirks, pulling out a set of lockpicks from her pocket We use a little trick I like to call "social engineering."
chuckles Lockpicks? You serious?
waves the lockpicks in front of HellNaybor Serious? Dead serious, Naybor.
Alright, social engineering it is. Let’s pose as doctors or something, I guess.
smirks Nah, too obvious. We need to dig a bit deeper. We'll pose as janitors.
Janitors? Really? I’m a bit ashamed to admit that I’m actually good at this.
As Sophia and HellNaybor successfully infiltrate the hospital disguised as janitors, they uncover a shocking secret about the doctor responsible for Sophia's treatment.
whispers Are you ready for this, Sophia?
nods, determination gleaming in her eyes Ready? Hell yeah, I'm ready. Let's cut this cancer off at the roots.
opens a hidden door, revealing a room filled with medical equipment Welcome to the lion's den, Sophia.
steps into the room, scanning the surroundings Well, well, well, what do we have here? Looks like we've stumbled upon the crazy doctor's playground.