The end

What happened?

(Yeemo's POV)

Blood. Running. Falling. Black. That's all I remember. I jolted awake- glancing around my surroundings. But I only saw black.

Suddenly the lights turned on. And what I saw- I was horrified with. Photos strung up around the small room- a room with only a steel door and no windows- and the photos were of me, BMJ, and Scranty. Us on the Hoff, us in the bunker, us in the cave, our van, with the forehead. Everything. Then I looked at myself.

I was in a grey jumper- the jumper the crazies wear in those tv shows. A jumper that was the same color as the room- a cold grey. Stone.

The door suddenly was yanked open and I saw two agent looking guys walk in. Suits and everything. One was abnormally tall with flawless hair shoulder length hair and the other a little shorter with toasted almond with a drizzle of honey and pinch of cinnamon hair color. But they were both hot nonetheless.

"Hello- I am agent smith," the shorter one said,  "and he is agent smith. No relation." I gave them a small wave. If two hot guys we're gonna introduce themselves to me- I'm not gonna IGNORE them!

"We know you and your friends have been kidnapping celebrities, the CIA has been on your tail for a long time Yeemo, and we've finally done it. Now- we just want to know where your friends are." I was shocked to hear this for some reason.

"I don't know. I don't know where I am, I don't remember what happened, care to enlighten me?"

The taller one spoke up. "You were passed out on a bed in an underwater bunker. Your friends left you and screamed out and I quote: "We're going to the Hoff- then hiding place plan C!" Then they left. So it's obvious there's a plan. But we shot at them an injured one of them in the leg, but they took off still. We took you in without struggle. How do you do it? How do three teenage girls pull these stunts off?"

They left me? I thought we were friends, how could they leave me? I still spoke up.

"Why would I tell you anything? I don't owe you anything and you've been hunting us like monsters (A.N. WINK WINK) for so long. So I won't tell you anything." I stated back with a sigh and crossed my arms.

"Ok then. We've studied your kind Yeemo, and we know your weaknesses. Now you'll have to listen to the G note until you tell us." The shorter one said- then they walked out. The G note started to play in loop. And I had to do it. I had to- it was instinct. It was like a surge of energy that bubbles up within me- when the not came on I have to do it.

"WHEN I WAS, A YOUNG BOY, MY FATHER TOOK ME INTO THE CITY TO SEE A MARCHING BAND!!!!"