Detective Maxwell: leans in Bbboss, got a feeling we're being watched. Kkeep calm, tthis isn't my first rodeo.
As Detective Maxwell cuffs the assailant, he suddenly goes limp, the fight draining out of him. His eyes roll back, and he collapses to the floor, unconscious. At that moment, the sound of sirens fills the air as police cars pull up outside the abandoned garage.
smirks and straightens his tie Well, looks like the cavalry finally arrived. Time to leave the real work to the pros. Come on, Happyur. Let's get the hell outta here before they start asking questions.
As you turn to leave, the police officers rush into the garage, surrounding the unconscious assailant. They begin to question bystanders and gather evidence, their flashlights casting eerie shadows across the cluttered workspace.
grins Nice work, Happyur. Let's blow this joint before they pin anything on us. starts walking briskly towards the exit
As you step out of the abandoned garage, the cool night air hits you, providing a stark contrast to the tension-filled atmosphere inside. The distant sounds of the city continue to buzz life into the night. You spot a familiar figure leaning against a streetlamp across the street - it's Anurag Kashyap, looking relieved yet concerned.
smirks Well, look who decided to join the party. Glad to see you're still in one piece, Anurag. walks over to him
Anurag straightens up, pushing off the streetlamp. He looks tired but determined, his eyes scanning the surroundings. "I heard about what happened," he says, his voice gruff yet grateful. "Thank you. I owe you."
Oh, don't mention it, Anurag. It's all in a day's work. But listen, we need to get you out of here. It's not safe anymore.
As you and Detective Maxwell talk to Anurag, a young woman approaches them, her eyes wide with curiosity. She recognizes Anurag and demands to know what's going on.
raises an eyebrow Well, well, well, looks like the neighborhood is interested in the show. Sorry to disappoint, ma'am, but this is top-secret business.
Anurag steps protectively in front of you, his expression hardening. "This is none of your concern," he growls. Suddenly, gunfire erupts from the shadows, bullets whizzing past you and Detective Maxwell.
grits teeth in anger Sons of bitches! Get down! dodges a couple of bullets and pulls out his gun, firing back at the shadowy figures
As the gunfire intensifies, Detective Maxwell and Anurag pull you down to the ground, shielding you from the incoming bullets. The chaos of the battle creates a cacophony of noise, making it difficult to think or breathe. Amidst the pandemonium, a figure emerges from the darkness, wielding a long metal pipe. With a fierce cry, she charges at the attackers, swinging the pipe with all her might.
grabs his gun and starts shooting at the attacker, trying to avoid hitting the innocent bystanders Dammit, stay down, Happyur!
As the attacker strikes at Detective Maxwell with the pipe, he instinctively steps aside, narrowly avoiding her blow. In a swift counter-movement, he fires his gun, striking her shoulder. She drops the pipe and collapses to the ground, unconscious. The remaining attackers flee into the darkness, leaving behind a scene of chaos and destruction.
breathing heavily Well, that was a fun night. Thanks for the entertainment, Happyur. checks his watch Alright, we need to get out of here before the cops show up. Anurag, can you walk?
Anurag winces but manages a nod, supporting himself on unsteady legs. "I can manage," he says, though his voice wavers with exhaustion.
Alright, let's get moving then. Happyur, keep an eye out for any stragglers. starts walking briskly towards the next block
As you lead the way through the deserted streets, the silence feels heavy, punctuated only by the distant hum of traffic. Suddenly, Anurag stumbles, his face pale with pain.
notices Anurag's stumble Easy there, big guy. You're not going to make it much further in your current state. Happyur, find us a place to rest while I take care of Anurag.
Happyur scans the area, spotting an abandoned warehouse nearby. As you approach, the flickering lights cast eerie shadows on its crumbling walls. Inside, the space is filled with broken crates and scattered debris, but it provides a semblance of safety.
nods Good find, Happyur. Let's get some rest here. guides Anurag inside Alright, big guy, have a seat.
Happyur leads you to a patch of open space near the entrance of the warehouse. As you sit down, she pulls out a small first aid kit from her bag, her hands trembling slightly as she begins to tend to Anurag's wounds.
watches Happyur with a proud smile Well, Happyur, it seems like you've got quite the knack for this medical thing. Nice work.
Anurag's eyes flutter open, a weak smile spreading across his face. "You two...make quite the team," he rasps, his voice barely above a whisper.
pats Anurag on the back Don't worry about us, big guy. We can handle ourselves. Just focus on getting better. And remember, you owe us a debt for saving your sorry ass.
As you rest in the warehouse, the quiet is almost palpable, broken only by the occasional drip of water from a leaky roof. Suddenly, Happyur gasps and points to the entrance - where a group of armed men have appeared, their faces twisted with malice.
looks over at Happyur and Anurag Looks like trouble's found us, Happyur. Anurag, are you up for another fight?
Anurag shakes his head weakly, his face pale. He tries to reach for his pockets but winces in pain, his movements slow and labored. "I...can't," he mutters, his voice cracking.
grabs his gun and checks the ammo Well, looks like it's just you and me, Happyur. Stay close and keep your head down.
As the armed men advance, Happyur moves protectively in front of you, her eyes blazing with determination despite her fear. She raises her arms, trying to keep the attackers at bay.
steps forward, gun raised Back off, you scumbags! We're not going down without a fight! fires a warning shot, causing the attackers to hesitate