“—at’s her.”
“The creds will soon be transferred, leave.”
A set of footsteps is heard running off while two others move in closer. One feels especially heavy, echoing through the tunnel.
H-huh. Kota. Kota!
Hmmm?
Someone’s here!
“Do not get up; do not even move,” a radio-like voice says.
“Yeahs, stay down!” another calls out.
A slight is let out. "Be quiet. Do not make me regret taking you.”
“Y-yes ma’am.”
> *Reach for the bat*
> *Remain silent*