Epilogue

Dorothy, Gina, and Felicia were walking towards the Shark Tank for lunch. It was a sunny day with perfect temperature and a calming breeze. They attended Santiago High School (Home of Scholars, Achievers, and Champions) and they were excited, because in a few months they would be completed with their freshman year.
“So, how was Mr. Tuttle’s class without desperately trying to survive Skull Island?” Dorothy asked.
“It was okay. No wait, I lied. It was boring. Education and boredom seem to go hand in hand.” Gina spoke more truth in her words than anyone would ever know.
“Tell me about it,” Felicia rolled her eyes. “Hey, wanna grab something from the vending machines?”
“Sure,” Gina nodded.
“NO! NOT THE VENDING MACHINE!” Dorothy burst out. Surprised, she thought to herself, was that dream last night real? She glanced at her friends who were looking at her concerningly. No, it couldn’t have been. Felicia couldn’t go evil. One of those weird dreams, like the one where Felicia wore make-up.
Dorothy shuddered at the thought.
“Are you okay?” Felicia asked.
Smiling, Dorothy nodded, “Yeah, I’m fine. But can we stay away from vending machines for awhile? I had a dream that one fell on me.”
Slightly confused, Gina and Felicia both nodded their heads.
“Sure Dorothy, whatever you say.” 1

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Three figures stood alone, watching three others begin the rest of their lives in the Virtual Correction chambers.
“Two alive, memories erased and brainwashed to think they’re fourteen,” Darren started.
“One in an everlasting professional hockey game with memory erased,” Alyssa added.
“And three of us, now in a world with no opposition.” Felicia finished. “Thanks to my powers, it’s as if none of this ever happened.” With a final look at the captives, Felicia sighed, “Let’s go guys. We’ve got some business to handle.”

The Three walked silently out of the room, which was then locked and guarded 24-7. The battle had bee fought, and evil had won.
Now no one stood in their way.3

No one.
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