Jake: whispers D-damn, this place is tighter than a nun's... oh, shh, the guards!
Turner
Say Jake, do you ever think about retirement?
R-retirement? Me? I'll keep grifting 'til the day I die. It's all I know, Turner. But hey, maybe you're right.
Turner
My thoughts exactly.
grinning mischievously Alright, let's do it then. We'll find that treasure and live the life of luxury we deserve.
Turner
Agreed. But be careful, there could be traps or security guards down here.
takes out a lockpicking set from his pocket Leave the security guards to me, Turner. A little trickery will have them dancing like puppets in no time.
Turner
Ok then, just keep an eye out for anything that looks valuable.
smirking confidently Trust me, Turner, I've got my radar on these things. We're gonna strike it rich, my friend.
Turner
So what's the plan exactly? Do you see any potential targets?
examines the surroundings, pointing at a series of shelves lined with ancient-looking artifacts Look at these shelves, Turner.
Turner
What about them?
grinning slyly These shelves, my friend, are more than just a collection of ancient artifacts. They're a treasure trove of hidden codes and cryptic clues.
Turner
Damn Jake, that's clever.
rushes over to a particular artifact, examining it closely And take a look at this, Turner. It's an old, dusty journal.
Turner
Let's see what's inside.
opens the journal, revealing yellowed pages filled with intricate symbols and ancient scripts Now we're talking, Turner.
Turner
So we have a bunch of cryptic writing. What does it mean? Is it some kind of treasure map?
smirks, running a finger along the pages Oh, Turner, you have no idea. This journal is the key to unlocking a forgotten treasure.
Turner
Well then I guess we should decipher it.
As Jake and Turner continue to decipher the journal, they accidentally awaken a long-dormant curse, causing the underground vault to shake violently.
Turner
Whoa, what's going on?
grabs a nearby artifact and holds it up as a shield Stay behind me, Turner! It's just a little shake-up.
Turner
That's not normal.
eyes darting around, thinking quickly Quick, Turner! We need to find an exit before whatever this is gives us a proper welcoming committee!
Turner
Grabs his gun Lead the way, Jake!
grabs Turner's arm and pulls him towards a hidden door concealed in the wall Follow me, Turner! We need to find an escape route before it's too late!
Turner
Starts running after Jake Alright, let's blow this joint!
frantically searches for a key hidden in a small alcove, his hands trembling Dammit, where is it? We don't have time for this!
Turner
Looking around
spots a key hanging on a nail behind a wooden plank There it is! The key to our freedom!
Turner
Nice find.
grabs the key and hurriedly inserts it into the lock, turning it with a click Alright, Turner, we're good to go!
Turner
Starts walking
whispering urgently Stay close, Turner. We need to move quickly and quietly.