Initiation – Part 20 [Bonus Scene]

So I’m back at the janitor’s closet, at sub-level 3.

SAVINGS: $9 067. 67

“9 bands?” I ask myself.

Yeah.

Did my first crisis response for a speed junkie, almost got stomped on and burned by lava for super caffeine, became a meme, put on a temptress’s wishlist, got doxxed and cyberbullied by some media terrorist, had my likeness used as a weapon, and babysitted the world’s youngest and most degenerate tech genius. 

And it’s only one of them where I got compensated for.

Any more hits still swinging? I think.

Not wanting to ponder that, I lay my head on the toilet paper rolls, scrolling through TikTok. 

Alright, what did my Chinese spy put my fyp? 

• How ‘OptikMaster vs Latte Lad’ exposed America conspiracy (scroll)
• “Spent a day w/ Latte Lad” vlog (liked, scroll)
• “Latte Lad vs. Red Bull™ Kaiju” AI generated ad (scroll)
• “Gettin’ rich is easy and Circuitrix is the bluepri–” (instant scroll)
• ‘Arachknight 3: Home Alone’ Official Teaser Trailer (saved, reposted)
• ‘Army Man: The American Knight-Mare | Re-redefinitive Edition’ (..huh?)
• Sabrina Carpenter cosplaying Circuitrix??? (scroll)
• “I broke up with my boyfriend cause he looks nothing like Latte La—” (comment: ‘He dodged a nuke. Seek therapy.’ Then clicked Not interested.)
• ‘When you get robbed, but you’re a broke college student’ skit (Scroll. Can’t relate anymore.)
• ‘How thugs talk about the Ascendants in interviews’ comedy skit. (comment: ‘It’s funny cause it’s real life’)
• Polkatrina & Devilcat “Love Square” ship edits (scroll)
• AI animated 67 memes of me (click report)
• ‘A love letter to All-Star’ video with mother and son (Liked, follow)
• New ‘GenArtInt Studios’ indie pilot promo (Like)
• Hermoney Ad (Scroll)

KNOCK! KNOCK!

Suddenly, I flinch, jumping up, nerves spiking. Detergents falling off the shelf.

 The hell? 

The door nob turns. Slowly, the door creeks open, revealing… giant…canine… hind legs?

Moments later, I come to grasp that every fibre and sanity I have left in my body is in the presence of a fricking werewolf.

Could not do anything except widen my eye at it, as it lifts a hand- or paw- to dramatically point it’s finger at something.

“Paper.” It growls.

I look behind me, then down.

Oh, right. My pillow.

Swiftly, I rip the plastic and toss ane roll over, I could compare myself to Trailblazer. It picks it up, sniffing it. Then walks away, closing the door behind it, the heavy stomps following suite.

Well, got my answer.