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Scene opens to an outside view of the school.
Balloon letters arranged to form "PROM 3071" in a large room, lights are shut off one by one.
In the hallway, the lights continue flickering as the screen changes to show four 'Missing posters'. A female Worker Drone pants, running down the hallway. She stops short to an unknown force that shatters her glasses. A nearby security camera is surrounded by a red glow and forcefully turns toward the wall.
Doll appears farther down the hall, the same red energy crackling through her fingertips. With one swipe, she yanks the Worker Drone's arm from her body. Slowly approaching the Worker, she reveals a cleaver knife that shifts to a quantity of three. She tosses the cleaver knife towards the camera and the screen goes black.
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Doll walks into her room wherein two robotic bugs scutter across the floor. One attacks the other, but is soon squished by Doll as she enters the room.
She then opens her book bag and places holographic books onto a nearby bookshelf. She crosses a name off of a list of prom queen candidates - presumably the name of the Worker Drone whom she had previously dismembered earlier.
"Мам, Пап, я вернулась." (I'm back, Mom, Dad.) Doll states as she looks over at the corpses.
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"What... are you things?" Uzi whimpered as she scooted back from N slightly.
[Flashback ended.]
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SLEEP MODE [GUILT: ACTIVE]
Uzi wakes up on the floor with piles of papers and books surrounding her. Camera pans to a large wall with an assortment of numerous documents, specifically the card that N's apology card.
Uzi groans and transitions into a montage of her "guilt" being shown throughout the day.
Rebecca kicks Uzi as she opens her locker, causing her to drop a book.
"Yeah, meeting Brad in an hour." She stated, talking to Trevor besides her.
Uzi throws a book towards the Worker Drone, which instead hits Braiden in the head by accident.
"Can you imagine going to prom alone?" She grunted, continuing to walk.
"Ha!" He modeled finger puppets out of his hand. "/I'd be all like, I don't deserve happiness."
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