“ Shoulda left me in detention. “ Craig Feldspar proudly boasted over the bodies of the fallen. He turned on his heels, waving a dismissing hand to the remaining clones as he made way to the door the intruders had came in from. They scrambled, some already removing bits of the costumes they had donned to look just like their fellow classm- CHIEF ASSASSIN OF THE DARK LORD’S ARMY. Behind him, one of them loudly complained that he was wearing too many layers.
When he exited the room, the world went black.
When he awoke, the room he found himself in was eerily familiar, ripe with the suffocating smell of antiseptics. The screen flickered on as the fumes burned his lungs, bringing forth harsh coughs and a vague sense of recollection as he slipped off the metal table. The figure on the screen babbled on about something ( “ Welcome back — Hive City “ ) as the elementary school student wheezed and beat a small hand against his chest. Craig only managed to pick up and comprehend a few key things ( social experiment, erased memories.. ) before the screen flickered back to black.
It’s only when he stumbled out of the suffocating room to catch a breath of fresh air that the where in where am i? really managed to smack him. Hive City! He had been here before! He remembered this city and the assholes he had seen here with absolute frustration and faint clarity ( Kenny, Stan, Douchbag McGee, some chick and a demon scarf... ) Vaguely, he wondered if they were still here. Wouldn’t that be a treat?
With no adults around that could possibly hold any power over his life, Craig opened his mouth and screamed:
“ FUCK! “
