Hillary and Donald both woke up, stripped to their underwear, and duct taped to the ceiling. Suddenly, a man in a red sweater entered the room.
"Well, well, well, well WELL!" he screamed. It was none other then Kenneth Bone, their once friend and questioner.
"I, Ken Bone, have taped Hillary and Trump to the ceiling-"
"No shit," Trump interrupted.
"And now I shall kill them both with my lightsaber!" Mr. Bone taunted the two with his red, double sided saber, and then pointed it at Hillary, then towards Donald.
"HEY!" A loud, familiar noise bolted out of Kenneth's back pocket of his khakis, "OPEN UP THE PORTAL DAMMIT!"
Ken sighed. "I'm kinda in the middle of committing murder right now, can you wait?"
"No"
"Fine." Ken took out a strange looking mirror from his pocket, it had unicorn print and some caution tape on the handle. Suddenly, a familiar man popped out, by the name of Bernie Sanders.
"Gosh, Lord Way should really update his methods of transportation," he muttered, and then turned to face the audience. "I suppose you want a backstory now, so I shall explain. It all started twenty thousand years ago..."