The 379th Hero: Oh, you think?

Drunken Hamster: That... wasn't the hockey memory.

Satsui no Hado Ryu: Let's find out.

Gloyd Orangeboar: Can you defeat her, though?

Creamy Buttercap: And as your master, I say you can't do that.

I am a burglar: What are you going to do, dissect her brain?

The Batista: I was being sarcastic.

Antha1: Hint: It's not them.

Korrasami 88: Moving on.

PotterPhantomKitten: Yeah, me too.


"Guys, we're not getting anywhere with this," Star said to the other emotions. They had spent the whole night trying to get Yellowjacket to break free from her binds, but all the struggling her immensely wore her out, and she didn't have enough strength to tear away at the tape holding her down.

"We have to get free!" Brick argued as he pulled a ever to make Yellowjacket jerk her arm up. It did little to release her from her binds, though.

"We have to strategize!" Pixie suddenly suggested. Yellowjacket immediately thought to scan the room for anything she could use a weapon. Her eyes fell on a lamp, which was just close enough for her to grab it.

Yellowjacket began to strike the leg of the bed with the lamp, since the tape was attached to it. When that proved futile, Yellowjacket smashed the light bulb within the lamp. An idea sprang into her mind.

"That's it!" Star said hopefully. Yellowjacket grabbed the glass, and began to use the broken end of the light bulb to slice through the tape. Rather quickly, the glass severed the tape, freeing her arm.

"Yes!" All five emotions shouted in unison.

Yellowjacket reached to her other arm, and slashed the tape with the light bulb, freeing her arms. She immediately reached towards her feet, and used to teeth to gnaw at the tape, biting it off.

Soon enough, Yellowjacket was free. "I'm free!" She, and by extension the emotions, shouted joyfully. She sprang off the bed, ecstatic at having escaped. Immediately, she began to run out the room, down the hallway, and out the apartment. She was met with multiple zombies outside, but she paid them no attention.

"We have to get back to our house!" Star reminded the other emotions. With that insight, Yellowjacket began to run down the streets, trying to remember where she lived.


Jill woke up. She hadn't gotten much sleep, as all she could think about was her daughter. She had always thought of her daughter the past year, but now, she was of the foremost attention. Now that she was awake, she couldn't wait to reunite with her.

"Honey, wake up," She whispered, shaking Bill's shoulder. The man groaned loudly as he forced himself awake.

"Come on, honey, it's not a work day," He groaned, then regained his memory and suddenly shouted, "Oh hey, our daughter!"

Instantly, he sprang out of bed, shouting, "Come on, we have to go check up on her!"

The two ran through the apartment, out the door, and into the next apartment, with Jill wondering aloud, "I hope she's not too upset about us... taping her down last night."

"Oh, you know teenagers," Bill said in an attempt to lighten the mood. "However, we can explain everything to her once we..."

The two froze when they opened the door and saw that the room was empty. Nobody was there.

"...Riley?" The two said in unison. They scoured the room, looking for some sign of her, but all they found was a broken lamp and pieces of duct tape on the floor.

"Bill, she's escaped!" Jill shouted, even though Bill had already figured it out. The man knelt down next to the bed.

"She can't run away from us again," He said. "She can't... we have to find her!"

Under most circumstances, Jill would've objected to the idea of wondering through an infested city without a backup plan, but at the moment, maternal instincts took over, as well as Bill's own paternal instincts.

The two raced out the door and down the stairs, and out of the apartment. They were noticed by scores of infected citizens wandering through the streets, but Bill and Jill shoved past them easily.

"How do we know where she went?" Bill asked.

"That's easy," Jill said as she went in the direction Yellowjacket had gone. "We gave her a bath, remember. Those walkers probably haven't washed since they were infected. Can't you smell her from here?"

Bill took a whiff, and said, "She can't have gone far! Let's go!"


Sawbones, Ghoul and Noose loitered around inside a room in the women's bathroom at a Tim Horton's store. Sawbones was entertaining himself by slicing the walls with his butcher knife, and Noose sat on a toilet seat, a bottle of beer in his hand, his eyes unfocused and foggy.

"Anyone seen Yellow...jacket?" Noose asked nobody in particular. He'd been asking the same question every ten minutes, and had gotten no response from the other two zombies in the room. Ghoul just shrugged, and stared at herself in the mirror, her eyes wide open. After a few moments, she punched the mirror, shattering it.

"I hope she's okay," Ghoul eventually mumbled. She let out a sigh, and hugged herself tightly.

Suddenly, a new smell slowly entered the room. The zombies were taken aback by it.

"What... what's that?" Noose asked, jolting up from the toilet. He looked around in confusion.

Sawbones clenched his knifes, wondering if any Freaks had shown up. Ghoul faced the door, nervous. Slowly, the two inched towards the door, and creaked it open. Noose followed.

Outside the store, Yellowjacket wandered by, pretending not to notice as the other citizens stopped to stare at her. Yellowjacket hadn't noticed before due to all that had happened, but now that she had escaped, she realized something.

She stunk.

As much as she tried to ignore it, she was emitting a different smell towards the other zombies. She figured the Freaks must have did it to her while she was unconscious. She felt awkward with all the eyes on her, so she darted into an alley and continued to walk.

Slowly, she walked, trying to find her way home, keeping her head lowered. She just wanted to get home, and pretend that the events of the previous night hadn't happened.

Suddenly, Yellowjacket screamed in pain and broke down on the floor. She felt something in her mind go numb, and she was hit with a flash of images before her eyes.

She saw herself, wearing a dark jacket as opposed to her yellow jacket. She saw herself wandering down a street alone, just like she was doing now. Then, she saw herself on a moving vehicle. Finally, she saw herself in the embrace of two people, whom she felt she knew somehow.

Yellowjacket cried out and collapsed on the ground.


"What's happening!" Nerve asked as the five emotions huddled close together, watching as one of the core memories burst with color. It was the same one that had done so the previous night.

"It's even brighter then before!" Teardrop noted. "Something about all this reminds her of something!"

"Quick, grab it!" Pixie demanded as she hid behind Brick. Hesitantly, Star darted over and grabbed the memory. In it, she could see things more clearly. She saw herself, and two adults. She recognized them.

"It's those Freaks!" She stated.

"What?!" The other four emotions asked as they huddled around Star to stare at the memory. Indeed, they saw Riley in the embrace of the two Freaks from last night.

"When did that happen?" Pixie asked. Before Star could respond, the emotions were snapped out of their thoughts when they heard a voice shout, "Riley!"


Yellowjacket turned around, and was horrified to see the Freaks approaching her. She was about to run, but hesitated. In her mind, she felt like she remembered them from her past.

"Run!"

That word repeated in her mind. The two Freaks approached, shouting, "Riley!" repeatedly.

Ultimately, Yellowjacket decided to obey the word she was hearing in her mind.

She ran.


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