'But more embarrassing things are coming my way,' thought Shane dismayed.
Then he heard himself saying, "Why are you all afraid?"
"Are you not?" asked Frank.
"I am, but that doesn't mean I can't talk. It's therapy for me." The past Shane shrugged.
Hope couldn't hold it anymore: "HAHAHAHA! Look at how much you're trying to act cool! As if you can lure the girls. How funny!"
Vins popped on Shane's forehead. He took a deep breath and continued to watch the entire scene unfolding in front of his eyes with a complicated emotion in his heart. He shook his head.
Back then, he really did think he was acting cool, but looking at himself from a distance, he looked like a clown begging for attention. He really disappointed himself this time.
The scene changed while he was still thinking, and the familiar robotic voice echoed in the background.
[Now then, we wish you the best of luck. Try not to die.]
"Can't they make things clear?!"
"I want to go home!"
