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"That's it!" you yell as you turn around to face Karen. 

"I don't even know you and I don't want to be married to you!"

As you utter the words it's as if you again hurled forward and the room begins to blur.  You think for sure you've won the game as the room is rushing by you.


The room fades to black.


As you open your eyes and start to focus on your surroundings you realize that you're not back in the classroom but you're on a curb, outside and it looks like it's about dusk.  There are two children standing next to you that you recognize from earlier in the kitchen.

"Daddy, we don't want to go!" they tearfully tug at your clothes, "Mommy is mean to us." 

You don't know what's going on or how much time has passed since the kitchen.  You look down at your hand and see the wedding ring is gone.  It seems like Juan followed through and got a divorce.  

A car pulls up and you can see that it's Karen.  She glares at you. 

"Get them in the fucking car!" she orders.

You strap the two kids in their car seats in the back of the car while she sits in the driver's side not even helping.  As you get the second child in her seat behind the driver's side and close the door the sleeve of your jacket catches in the door.  

You try to open the door but it's locked! You look up and realize that Karen must have automatically locked the door from the driver's position.  


You pound on the window but Karen starts the car and starts driving off. 

"Hey! Hey!" you yell "My sleeve, Karen my sleeve is stuck."


Before you can think, you trip and you feel yourself the excruciating pain of the car tire crushing your leg and the arm on your jacket tears off and Karen drives away. 

You are rolling on the ground, crying for help when you feel something in your jacket pocket. 


It's your clicker from the classroom!

* [[F.R.Theory/Pull out the clicker and press the "Return" button]]

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