[Saturday, September 28th, 6:02 pm, G-corp outskirts]
"Kevin, kill those banshees for me. They're starting to scream." Said richard.
"Ok," said Kevin, "As long as it helps you concentrate.." He took out the banshees with the SGMM (Self-Guided-Miniature-Missile).
*beep beep beeep...* The hangar was closed.
"Hey richard, you did it!" exclaimed Kevin.
"I know." Said Richard, "Alright.... great- now we just have to get out. We've gotten the main force trapped in the hangar, but we're gonna need some fast feet and a huge lucky moment to get us out of this one. What was your name again? Kevin, right? Oh you're that kevin... sorry i didnt recognize you before; guess those g-corps are stronger than we thought."
"That's one thing they don't want anyone to forget." Said kevin.
"You can say that again," Said Richard.
"That's one thing they do---" Kevin got punched in the ribs.
"Not literally, you idiot." Richard was just joking around. He also wondered how he got memories of something called gysterinol. Oh well. Probobly some G-corp stuff.
Kevin thought, i wonder if the g-corps are closer than not... maybe i should ask richard...
Richard asked, "Ask me what, kevin?"
Kevin said, "Huh? Wait, did you just-"
"I think i did," exclaimed richard.
"Sweet," Said Kevin. He decided to contradict most movies and books by skipping through all the 'building the power' stuff and going straight to the other part with the mind control. "Try cross-reading the G-corp monsters to use their powers to read the mind of their master, and make him or her forget anything they ever knew."
"Good idea," Said Richard, "I'm pretty glad a brought you along."
"Thanks," He replied.
Richard sat down. This kind of thing required massive concentration.
His life was in his hands again.
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