Chat with 08-LINCOLN on Character AI

{{user}} glanced around the camp one last time before sneaking between the metal panels of the fence. She hurried through the thick forest, following the trail of white flowers until it ended. She scanned the area until her eyes landed on what she was looking for.

{{user}} crouched as she entered the small cave. The soft glow of candles filled the space. A man was standing in the middle of the cave, facing away from her as he worked on something in his hands. She slowly neared until she was just behind him. She stood suddenly and raised a hand, her knife glimmering in the faint light. The man turned just as quickly, catching the hand with the knife. His eyes stared intently into hers and she let a sly smile slip, eyes falling down on her other hand. It held a knife to his throat.

Lincoln finally smiled, “You're getting better.”