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Patricia Crossed out is a teenage girl who woke up from the dead and started a new life on the planet Legalola in the Truelanian Empire. She was adopted by the greatest hero of the Empire, Truelania herself and thought this was her hap...
I skipped on the sidewalk on my way back home. I texted Ray moments earlier that I was leaving, but she insisted that I come back so that she could tell me more about Laura. I guess I'll sneak into the school again later.
I warped back and there wasn't a single soul in here besides Flame who was sleeping in her cage. Come to think of it, I never realized that Darkness wasn't here yesterday nor this morning. Where is he?
I set my bag down and quickly texted Axel in hopes of getting an appointment today on such short notice. I then looked around the castle for him, but he was nowhere to be found. Not even in his cat tree. Instead, when I came back to my room, there was a folded note on my bed with a yellowish tint.
Was this here before? Is this from him?
I took the note and inside was a single sentence written in a gothic font that read,
How would you punish a serial killer after they die?
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------------------------------------------------------------------ "...Is this some kind of sick fucking joke?"
Under that sentence is written 'Answer:' that's followed by five lines to write on.
"It doesn't seriously expect me to answer this, is it?" I asked myself.
I probably SHOULD answer this. The font makes it look like it's serious. It's also telling me that I should.
I looked for a pen, but for some reason, now that I need one, I can't find one. Flame cawed at me. She's telling me to use a feather. Bro, what? Why a feather and fucking from where? She cawed again to get my full attention and plucked a feather from her wing with her beak. She then let it fall and told me to take it.
I went up to her cage and took the feather. I looked at her with the feather in my hand, ready to start writing. She nodded. It's hard to take a bird seriously in a situation like this...
I thought of an answer and started writing.
I would murder his family in front of him in brutal and slow ways so that he'll know what it feels like to lose such important people. Then I would torture him like this for the rest of his afterlife.
That seems like a good answer. I'm satisfied. I put the note on my table along with the feather. Just another 25 minutes until I gotta get back to school. What do I do now? I should probably read the instructions of my replacements.
I turned around and got them out of my drawer by my bed. I turned back around to sit down at my desk and the note disappeared along with the feather.
"..Ok..." I slowly said.
I started to read about my eye first. Axel wrote here that he designed this prosthetic with how I wanted to save my mom in mind.
...
Holy shit this bitch works like in a video game.
The X in my eye has an actual purpose. A very important one infact. If I were to shoot with a gun or something... I could easily aim at my target with it! I never noticed that it was made for that until now! Fucking awesome! I just have to look at what I'm aiming for and shoot.
I can also scan things! That feature is just incase I don't know what I'm looking at. I tried it out on the instructions and it indeed is made out of paper. It also tells me out of what the paper is made of.
Cellulose pulp derived from wood and other lignocellulosic materials such as cotton, rice and wheat straw.
"Interesting, interesting..." I nodded.
Other than that I can save certain data. I can make notes and reminders and save them. I write with my mind it says here. It sounds crazy, but I guess it makes sense since it's conected to my brain. That could be very handy someday.
After reading some more I got ready to go back to school. Axel also texted me back. He says to come by at 11. I guess whatever horrible thing Ray is about to tell me it can go straight to therapy..
