Three days passed after you-know-what happened. Carla had an ankle bracelet like those for alcohol that prevented her from leaving. The bracelet was also capable of shocking Carla, and the control for that was with George. George spent those days planning a route ion the castle map George confiscated from Carla while forcing Carla to watch Trickable You. The movie was nice, but having to watch it over and over and over and over…

"This movie is so dull. I'm tired of watching Blu almost die again and again and again and again…" Carla moaned.

"And you are becoming so dull. I'm tired of you complaining that you know everything in the movie to milliseconds." George moaned.

"Can't you let me watch something else at least? I know you have cable, and a gripping new episode of Superstars, Sponges, Cephalopods, and Squirrels is out! I hear Sandy's going to faint!" Carla pleaded.

"Yeah, like I would let you watch a show where a girl gets drunk!" George protested.

"I'm sure you got drunk! You have an ankle bracelet. When did you even get it?" Carla spoke.

"I was 19, and I had a jailbird fiancée. We would've got married if that thing didn't happen." George mumbled.

"Engaged at 19? Drunk at 19? No wonder you're screwed!" George set the shock to eleven and pressed the button without warning. If there was a twelve on that remote, Carla's heart would've stopped beating. But eleven was enough to shut her up and knock her out. George went back to work.

"There's a tunnel under the moat," George said to himself. "And it seems the tunnel leads to a basement 147 feet below the castle. Now, if Carla can tell me how to co-" He turned and remembered he knocked out Carla.

"Aw shitake shrooms! What was I thinking? Well, I'll try again later. That new Superstars, Sponges, Cesquirra… whatever."

Watching the show.

"Wow. RR must be a mess. I need to watch the other episodes!" George screamed when Carla woke up.

"Crud. I missed the episode. You are such a big WRECK! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? PULLING ME FROM LIFE TO RUIN THE WORLD? TAKING EVERYTHING AWAY FROM ME LIKE SOME STUPID DAD? LAST YEAR, I WAS THAT SWEET 22-year old GIRL. BUT YOU TOOK IT ALL AWAY FROM ME!" Carla started to cry her eyes out.

"Come on, its not that bad." George tried to say.

"NO! IT IS THAT BAD! I CAN'T DO ANYTHING BECAUSE IF I DO, YOU'LL TASE ME!" She grabbed a hammer in a tool box, and smashed her anklet to smithereens.

"Carla! Keep your cap lock off!" George gasped.

"You know what? I'm done with you." She grabbed the Taser and shocked George.

"I'm leaving." Carla grabbed her stuff, and ran away. She didn't know where to run, but she knew that she didn't want to be close to there.