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It had been a week since Carmen had broken through the mind wipe and had her memories restored.
Less than a week.
When Player had sent her a video, well, let’s say that Carmen was not expecting this turn of events.
On starting the video, Carmen was greeted with the faces of the VILE faculty.
First, Carmon panicked, terrified at the prospect of her best friend possibly getting kidnapped by the very same people that had wiped her memories to get her to work for them.
Then Carmen looked, and I mean really looked at the faculty’s faces. They weren’t evilly smiling or cackling at their newest evil plan. They just looked… Annoyed.
Then, they started talking.
“ Who the hell are you?” Coach Brunt growled.
“ forgive me... Or, don’t, for being cliche here, but I’m your worst nightmare right now VILE.”
That… was definitely Player's voice. What the heck is he doing?
“ Oh yeah? Please, do tell me how a 12 year old is so threatening to us.” Coach Brunt retorted.
“ Do you even regret it?” Player’s voice was low, menacing. It kind of scared Carmen if she was being honest.
“what -“
“ Do you regret it?” Player’s tone sharpened. He was angry.
“The lying, the manipulation, the BRAINWASHING! DO YOU REGRET REGRET IT?!”
Oh, this was because of…
“Do you feel any sympathy for the people that you choose to steal memories from? Special moments in their life?”
Coach Brunt’s face darkened. oh crap, she’s angry.
“oh I see, so you’re one of Black She-”
“HER NAME IS CARMEN SANDIEGO BITCH!”
“Now listen here you little punk, you need to respect your elders!”
The room went deadly silent.
Then, Player started cackling.
“R-respect, PFT, Respect you elders?! You’ve got to be joking right.”
Player’s cackling go louder and louder with the faculty beginning to look more and more uncomfortable by the second.
And then, like it never happened, he stopped.
“I hope you burn in hell.”
There was a sound of a button being clicked before the screen was engulfed in orange tongues of fire and then cut to black.
Carmen sat in her bed, stunned for multiple minutes.
She gulped, ‘remind me to never mess with a Canadian…’