On the Run

The morning, Claus and Mia were determined to decode the cryptic message that had arrived under their hotel room door. With a sense of urgency and dread, they gathered around the small table where the mysterious message lay.

Mia, her brow furrowed with concentration, took the lead. "Claus, I've made some progress with the code. It seems to be a combination of symbols and letters, almost like a cipher."

Claus leaned in closer, his eyes fixed on the message. "Any idea what it means? What are these dire consequences it hints at?"

Mia continued to decipher the code, her fingers moving swiftly over the paper. "It's still a work in progress, but it mentions 'The Beast' and how 'he knows your every move.' There's a threat, Claus, a clear warning that someone is aware of our mission."

As the code slowly unraveled, Claus's expression grew increasingly grave. "We can't ignore this."

Just as Mia was about to decipher the final piece of the message, her phone buzzed with an incoming call. She ans