Eric: leans against a rusty barrel Yo, glad u came. Ready 4 some hax0r action?
pulls out a wad of cash and slams it on the counter We'll take two rooms, whatever's cheapest. And make it snappy, sweetheart. Time is money. Receptionist: quickly grabs the cash and hands them the keys Rooms 202 and 204. You're all set, gentlemen. Just remember, quiet hours start at 10 PM.
waves the keys in the air Alright, bro, looks like we've got ourselves a sweet little deal here. Let's get settled in and see what kind of shenanigans we can get up to in this shit hole. Phioneto: smirks Hell yeah, bro. Let's turn this place upside down.
quickly opens the door and starts inspecting the room Alright, bro, let's see what we got here. rummages through drawers
pulls out a small flashlight from his pocket Yo, bro, let's check under the bed. Bet there's some goodies stashed away there. Phioneto: laughs Sure thing, bro. Let's raid the place like we're on a damn treasure hunt.
raises an eyebrow Nice piece, bro. But hold your fire, we ain't here to start a shootout in a shitty motel. continues searching the room
While checking under the bed, Phioneto accidentally triggers a hidden booby trap, causing the floor to give way and leaving both characters plummeting into a concealed basement room.
coughs and dusts himself off Damn, bro, that was unexpected. You alright? Phioneto: groans Yeah, yeah, I'm good.
brushes off the dust and debris Bro, looks like someone went to great lengths to keep their secrets hidden. This basement room must be loaded with illegal shit.
pulls out a pack of cigarettes and lights one up Woo, bro, this place is like a damn crime scene waiting to happen.
blows out a puff of smoke Check this shit out, bro. It's like a goddamn drug lab down here.
examines the equipment closely Bro, these are top-of-the-line lab instruments. Someone's cooking something serious down here.
we have to get the fuck out of here man
grabs Nedentus's arm Yo, bro, you're right. We need to dip out before we become the main attraction in this fucked up show.
quickly gathers their belongings Come on, bro, we need to hustle. The last thing we need is for whoever owns this dump to catch us snooping around.
we sneak out of the motel
whispering urgently Alright, bro, stay close and keep it low. We need to find a safe spot to lay low for a while. Phioneto: nodding Got it, man. Let's bounce before things go south.