Chapter 975

I Almost Forgot

Derek was worried about Riley. He wasn't sure what to think anymore. He wasn't really sure about anything. Things seemed to have been on a downward trajectory for about a half of a year. They took a turn for the worse over the last few weeks. Cameron took action to assist them. He wanted to help Riley more. He offered to help Riley with dinner. He hoped any show of support would be appreciated and she would know he was thinking of her.

Riley smiled at him. It was a welcome sight. She hadn't done too much of it the last few months. Since Samantha was there, he saw her old smile return a few times. He thought it was a good thing. He was sure she felt less negative about herself. He thought it was the main problem she was afflicted by. There were certain physical problems she didn't have any control over but somehow felt responsible and they were her fault, because it was her body.

"Thank you. I have it under control." Riley said. "Samantha is going to help me."

Derek noticed Riley seemed to have Samantha help her with everything. It appeared she resented Samantha at first. He believed she saw it as an acknowledgment of her shortcomings. He was sure she soon realized there were a few shortcomings. Maybe it was the push she needed. Now they were always together. They looked very comfortable together.

It looked like it helped too. Riley seemed less high-strung now. She was always up and looking after Precious. The joy seemed to be back in her life again.

Derek was really worried about Riley for a while. She seemed to get it together now. He actually liked the way things were being done. Riley did them herself. Samantha only advised her. She didn't do it for her. It was a good training exercise. 'Hands on' experience was the best kind to have. The more Riley did things on her own, the more competent she would be in her ability to do them for going forward.

He knew Cameron wanted a strict 'hands off' policy in regards to Samantha. If somehow things were able to expand a little more with Riley and Samantha, he was all for it. He really thought it would help Riley's well-being. He wasn't sure if he would get pushed aside or not, but he didn't think so. He wanted Riley to get better. It was what mattered in the end, not him.

He figured with Samantha there, he could start doing recon again with Kyle. He slacked off and Kyle needed to pick up the slack. Riley leaned on Sarah a lot too at first. Cameron made more help available.

Vanna and Jesse were there to assist Riley also. He knew the girls were all going to take care of each other. It was how it was in the future. It's what they needed to do to survive.

Derek knew Vanna would be able to help Allison out. He knew she was going to need it. Claire and Jesse would help her too. Some of the girls in the future needed more help than others. There was always someone willing to step up and help.

Cameron was ready to meet any challenge. She already heard enough to know how this encounter was going to end. She was actually looking forward to it. She was ready to dish out some justice. The Ogre was obviously someone who needed to be terminated with extreme prejudice.

She understood the best way to deal with a bully was to stand up to them. For her it wasn't a problem. Without any knowledge about the future, street punks didn't stand a chance against her. She dealt with plenty of them in the current time period. She dealt with even more of them in the future. She dealt with them in every future she went to, except River's future. There they experienced their own problem. It was actually worse than Scavengers. Right now she wanted to deal with the current problem.

Cameron walked boldly down the dingy alley. She passed two figures who were concealed, neither scanned back as a threat. It didn't mean they wouldn't attempt to try something later on.

A large figure moved out and blocked her path. There was an evil sadistic grin on the individual's face.

"Well, look what the cat dragged in." The Ogre said as he eyeballed her from top to bottom. "You'll do just fine."

Cameron walked up and faced him. Her face was blank and she showed no fear. She was willing to toy with him a little.

"I'll do just fine for what?" Cameron asked. "Do you need some assistance?"

The Ogre laughed. He was amused. He wanted to make his position known.

"You don't know who I am." The Ogre said. "You must be one of those 'do-gooders' who come around here to try to help the homeless losers. They would all be better off dead. I like to help them achieve the chance to get to a better place. Right now you're going to 'do me some good', when I take you. I'll make it so you remember who I am. You will pass the word about who is King around these parts from your hospital bed, if you live. Do you have a clue who I am now?"

Cameron decided to push his 'buttons' some and throw him off guard. A 'smart remark' would start things off fine. She decided to let him know what his future was.

"Are you a walking dead man?" Cameron asked. "Let me rephrase it. I should have said, 'Are you a walking dead child'? I'm not even sure you qualify for the title. Mental illness plays tricks with one's mind. Your stature seems falsely magnified in your small mind. I'm not even sure if you would qualify as an imbecile. The term seems to be several steps above where you are."

The smile instantly faded from The Ogre face.

"Shut up, Bitch." The Ogre said. "What do you know?"

Cameron knew she was under his skin. He would start to make mistakes and not think things through now. She decided to push it a little more. She looked around and scoffed.

"I obviously know more than you. All I see is one deranged sissy." Cameron said. "I don't think I've ever come across anyone quite as pathetic. I thought you would at least have a backbone. You don't. It's as limp as the rest of your body probably is. Did you say the females referred to you as 'Tiny', or was it as 'Shorty'?

The Ogre was momentarily speechless. He quickly recovered.

"I'm going to teach you some manners." The Ogre said.

Cameron casually looked around. She wanted to know if there would be any additional perpetrators, other than the two she spotted hiding earlier.

"You and what army is going to do it?" Cameron asked. "When's it going to happen? How long do I have to wait?"

The Ogre really disliked the mouthy Bitch. He wasn't so sure at this point she was a 'do-gooder'. The blank look on her face irritated him. He began to wonder if she was recently let out of a mental institution. He wondered if she suffered from mental illness like a lot of the people around him did. He was pleased to see his two associates move up behind her.

"It would be my army behind you for starters." The Ogre said.

The two men moved out of the shadows from behind one of the buildings.

Cameron previously spotted them as she passed them earlier. They scanned back as 'no threat'.

One of the men held a length of pipe as a weapon. The other brandished a rusted knife with the point broken off. It probably happened when he attempted to break into something. They looked like they might be drug users.

The Ogre looked at the man with the pipe.

"When we're done with her, I want you to knock all her teeth out." The Ogre said. "I want her to remember us."

The man with the pipe giggled in a sadistic fashion. He seemed to get aroused thinking how he was going to smash all of Cameron's teeth out when they were 'done' with her.

"Sure, Boss." The man with the pipe said.

Cameron continued to look at the Ogre. She didn't say or do anything. The same blank look was on her face.

The Ogre didn't like the fact Cameron showed no fear. The expressionless look on her face unnerved him. He looked at the man with the rusty knife. He wanted to give Cameron a permanent reminder she wouldn't be able to hide from anyone.

"Give her a 'Glasgow Smile' too." The Ogre said. "I don't like her blank look. We can cheer her up."

The man with the knife laughed with a strange high-pitched tone. He looked aroused now as well. He wanted to make sure they saw some action this time with the female. He was tired of only getting the males once the Ogre was done with them.

"OK, Ogre." The man with the rusted knife said. "We get a turn this time, right? She's really pretty. Can I blind her too?"

The Ogre looked nervously at his two men and at Cameron. The fact she hadn't done anything really seemed to bother him. Anyone else would have screamed or tried to run by now. The nutty Bitch did nothing other than stand there and look at him. He wondered if she was on drugs.

"She won't be pretty for long." The Ogre said. "You both can take her as many times as you want, wherever you want. Don't blind both eyes. I want her to be able to see herself in the mirror. I want to make sure she remembers us. Smash and carve everything up."

The man with the knife looked Cameron over from head to toe and back again.

"I can hardly wait." The man with the rusted knife said. "I'll make sure more than a few things are marked on her. I'm going to do it before I'm with her."

The man with the pipe looked nervous. The fact Cameron didn't look afraid or try to run unnerved him. She clearly heard what was going to happen to her. It didn't seem to bother her one bit. The expressionless look on her face never changed. Every other female they encountered tried to run as soon as they indicated they were going to abuse them. They already indicated they were going to do a whole lot more.

"Why isn't she scared or trying to run?" The man with the pipe asked. "They always try to run. Look at her."

The man with the rusted knife didn't care for the way Cameron looked at them.

"What are you looking at?" The man with the rusted knife asked.

Cameron tilted her head slightly.

"I'm looking at you." Cameron said. "I think you're even smaller than your sissy of a Master. No wonder you need to use force."

The man with the rusted knife moved towards Cameron.

"I want to hear her scream." The man with the rusted knife said.

The man with the pipe felt very uncomfortable.

"Maybe she's too sacred." The man with the pipe said.

The man with the pipe wondered if she was mentally retarded or stoned. It must be one of the two for her not to do anything. Maybe it was both. She didn't look scared at all. She didn't look like anything at all. Wait, she did look like something. She looked like Death.

Cameron heard running footsteps from the direction she came from slow to a walk.

"Did I miss anything?" Cammy asked as she came up behind the two thugs.

The Ogre couldn't believe his good fortune. It looked like her twin sister just walked into the trap. He looked at the new arrival and back at Cameron. He was sure today was his lucky day. He would have both of them first.

"This looks like double the fun." The Ogre said. "She has a twin sister. Can things get any better?"

There was some movement in back of the Ogre.

"I think it's all a matter of perspective." Ally said. "Now there's one for each of you."

Ally came into view behind the Ogre. He spun around to see who sneaked up behind him. His eyes widened as he took in the view. His earlier amusement and excitement turned to confusion. There were warning bells going off in his head. He didn't know how to interpret them.

"What the Hell?" The Ogre asked. "There are three of you? It's impossible."

The look on Cameron's face remained unchanged.

"If it's impossible, how is it happening?" Cameron asked. "You're going to wish it was a dream when you get a dose of reality. Your violent and sadistic past has caught up with you."

The Ogre didn't know what was going on. He began to realize something wasn't right. He was the one who felt nervous at this point.

"Three fancy broads don't scare me." The Ogre said. "It will be triple the fun."

There was some additional movement behind the latest arrival of the triplets.

"Plus there's now a spare." Sheila said. "I'm different. I didn't miss the party, did I? I needed to make sure there weren't any more of your sissy friends hiding along the way. It sounded like we were going to have an orgy. I wanted to make sure I got my turn too. I didn't want them to miss out either."

Cammy faced off with the two armed men.

Gail and Savannah arrived a few seconds later, they backed Cammy up.

Savannah indicated for Gail to move up next to Cammy. There would be one street punk for each of them.

The Ogre was a little scared now. It must be some vigilante force sent to intimidate him. He backed up against a wall as Cameron, Ally, and Sheila faced him. He didn't think they would be a serious threat to him. He didn't see any of them with weapons. Why did they all look like they did? None of them showed any fear. They didn't seem to show anything. They all looked like walking Death.

He noticed the redhead hung back slightly. He could see she looked a little younger than the others. He wondered if she was actually the one in charge of the group.

"Don't worry, Red." The Ogre said. "I'm going to make sure you get some too."

Savannah didn't care for the personal challenge.

"I don't think it's going to happen in this lifetime." Savannah said. "Well, your lifetime anyway, I think it's going to be rather short."

The Ogre was more angry than confident at this point.

"What the Hell is this?" The Ogre asked. "Who sent you? Who are you?"

Ally couldn't help but giggle a little bit when she spoke.

"Who are we? We're your worst nightmare." Ally said. "What the hell is this? It's the last moments of your pathetic life. Is it starting to flash before your eyes yet? I'm not even sure it's a real thing."

Savannah heard enough of the conversation to know the only cure for the three street punks was death. They were pure future Scavenger material all the way. She knew their time was limited. She didn't want a big production made out of it. They were there to specifically deal with the Grays and whatever Skynet activity they were involved with. She didn't want to tip their hand to the Skynet group nearby. The three sadistic street punks were a sideshow and a distraction to their true purpose. It was time to wrap things up.

"Make it quick." Savannah said. "All except for him, the ugly one, I think he needs to face a little punishment first."

Savannah indicated the Ogre.

The Ogre looked at Savannah, he thought she was the one in charge. When he looked at her face, he saw death look back at him.

"Who are you calling ugly?" The Ogre asked. "I'm going to bust you up first."

Savannah could see the Ogre was intoxicated with his own perceived power.

"We'll see." Savannah said. "Throw out the trash. Do it."

The Terminators were already to act. They expected the street punks to act. So far it appeared they were reluctant to do anything. The two thugs with the Ogre looked like they were ready to run. They were too slow to fight or flee.

Cammy and Gail moved forward and snapped the necks of the two armed thugs before they could even move. They both died where they stood clutching their weapons. Their lifeless 'rag doll' bodies dropped to the ground. Their weapons fell free from their terminated bodies. There was a metallic clatter as they hit the pavement. The length of pipe rolled several feet away from the street punk who held it.

The Ogre couldn't believe what just happened. He made his move. He swung at Cameron. She grabbed his fist and stopped it in mid swing and crushed it.

The Ogre let out a scream.

He spun around and grabbed for Sheila.

Ally grabbed and held him as Sheila pulled on the arm he swung at her. There was a tearing and crunching noise as she broke and dislocated it. She broke it in two more places.

There was an even louder scream. Cameron still held his right fist. She gave it one more squeeze before she released her grip There was a mass of pulped flesh at the end of the Ogre's right arm. His left arm was broken with several compound fractures.

Cameron felt it was personal at this point. She wanted to make sure justice was properly administered. She didn't want Savannah to watch the brutality which would be involved.

"Cammy, I want you to take Savannah away." Cameron said.

Savannah didn't like the Ogre before she met him based upon Susan's account of how she was treated by him and his crew. After she heard what he said he was going to do to Cameron, she wanted justice herself.

"No." Savannah said. "Do to him what he wanted to do to you. I heard what he said. It's payback time. I want all of it done to him now."

Sheila bent down and picked up the pipe.

Ally still held the Ogre. He was on his knees at this point.

Sheila moved up and delivered a half a dozen blows to his face and mouth.

Ally gagged the Ogre at this point to stifle the screams. It was now more of a constant wail.

Savannah picked up the rusted knife. She moved towards the struggling and restrained figure of the Ogre.

Cameron could see the anger and hate in Savannah's eyes. She was pretty sure she wanted some vengeance for what was done to Vanna in the future.

"Savannah - NO." Cameron said.

Sheila dropped the pipe and took the knife from Savannah.

"I got this, love." Sheila said. "You don't need to do it. I need the practice. I don't want to get rusty like this knife is."

The Ogre was about to pass out from the abuse and shock.

"Let's go." Cameron said.

Gail thought there should be some resolution to everything.

"Are you going to leave him like that?" Gail asked.

Cameron didn't want Savannah to see anymore.

"Yes." Cameron said.

Gail wanted to take any evil incentive away from Savannah. The best way to do that was to finish it.

"I'm going to terminate him." Gail said.

Savannah wanted to make sure the Ogre knew what his sins were before he died. She wanted to make sure he knew what he died for.

"This is for what he's done to the females." Savannah said. "I wonder if it was all worth it to him at this point."

A smile blossomed on Sheila's face. She took it as her cue to do what she normally did. It happened on most of the 'off the books' operations when there was time to spare.

"Thanks." Sheila said. "I almost forgot."

Sheila went back and kicked the Ogre hard between the legs. There was a muffled scream of agony. His entire body lifted off of the ground several feet. He slammed back into the ground hard.

"I think I missed one." Sheila said. "A job half done, is no job done at all."

She kicked him again in the same spot. This time it was a little more to one side. The same thing happened the second time as it did the first time.

The Ogre was almost passed out but screamed in agony one last time.

"Susan sends her regards." Savannah said.

Sheila looked at the Ogre. It was time for his final indignity.

"The females are safe." Sheila said.

Sheila tossed something into the bushes.

The Ogre rolled over. He stopped moving.

"He didn't make it." Ally said.

Cameron felt they were finished. The threat was eliminated.

"Let's go." Cameron said.

Savannah thought they should try to conceal what was done. They still needed to surveil the Grays inside the old supermarket. They didn't need the authorities looking around the area. She was worried it might put the authorities in danger if they approached the old supermarket. The Grays might take the authorities as a threat.

"Drag them into the building." Savannah said. "We don't want the police snooping around here if someone finds them."

They concealed the three bodies.

Savannah quickly looked the five Metal girls over.

"Sheila, you have a lot of blood on your shirt." Savannah said. "Let me give you mine."

Cammy quickly stripped her top off.

"She can have mine." Cammy said. "My pink bra looks like a bikini top."

Sheila pulled off her bloody shirt and tossed it in the corner. She was topless.

"I'm fine like this." Sheila said.

Cameron gave Sheila a dirty look.

Sheila took the top from Cammy. She made sure Savannah saw her topless figure as she centered her rings before she put Cammy's top on.

"I like to make sure everything is in order." Sheila said.

Cameron wanted things wrapped up. She wanted everyone to return to their assignments.

"Cammy, you and Gail go back to your SUV." Cameron said. "Ally and Sheila are going back to theirs."

Gail didn't want Savannah in the danger zone any longer.

"What about Savannah?" Gail asked.

Savannah already knew where she was going to go. She wanted to check up on Susan.

"We're going to meet Cam and see what she found out from Susan about the supermarket, and what's been going on around here." Savannah said. "She lives around here and goes through their trash. She can probably fill in a lot of details about what she sees on a daily basis. I think we'll learn more from her than we could from a few days of surveillance. Let's go."

Cameron didn't like Savannah to be around the current activity. It worried her because it no longer seemed to bother Savannah. She seemed to encourage the violent behavior.

She decided to make sure Young Allison was more insulated from some of the violence. Cameron was afraid she 'hardened' Savannah too much. No. The future was an ugly place. Savannah was ready for it. Young Allison would need to be ready for it as well.

She was aware survival in the Wastelands often meant which person killed the other one first. She wanted to make sure her girls killed first. They needed to be able to 'read' every situation for what it could turn into, not just what it was.

Earlier:

John watched the altercation as it went down from the drone footage. He was worried for Cameron. He saw the other girls move in to assist her.

"Good." John said. "The girls have all responded."

John Henry already knew the way things were headed. Since all the Metal girls were there to back Cameron up, things would start to happen. He didn't think CamNet would broadcast what occurred, as it occurred.

"I think we are about to lose the drone coverage." John Henry said.

John wondered if some type of Skynet jamming field was in the process of being initiated. He looked at his monitors, he didn't see any problem.

"Why?" John asked. "What's wrong?"

John Henry figured he needed to spell it out for him.

"It's going to turn violent, real soon." John Henry said.

John saw the last two girls arrive at the location.

"I see Savannah and Gail are there now as well now." John said.

They watched as the Metal girls faced off with the thugs.

John saw Savannah watch it all. He was a little worried she wasn't bothered by what was about to happen. She made no attempt to intervene or stop anything. He wondered what she would do.

The feed went blank.

John wanted to see more. He wanted to know what part Savannah would play.

"I want to see what happens." John said.

John Henry figured he needed to make it clear for John.

"What you would see will be death." John Henry said. "It will be violent death."

John had trouble understanding why there needed to be brutality involved.

"Why do they need to be so violent?" John asked.

John Henry experienced some trouble with the concept originally as well. He thought it was very inefficient for a Terminator not to terminate the individual quicker. Cameron clued him in.

"They all do it for a reason." John Henry said. "I asked Cameron about it. Sheila does most of the 'dirty work'."

John wasn't sure there was an explanation for violence.

"What's the reason?" John asked.

John Henry knew it was payback. Perhaps in these matters it could be seen as 'paying it forward'.

"The reason is Allison, Jesse, and Vanna, mostly for Vanna and Jesse." John Henry said. "Cameron hopes to thin the Scavenger herd ahead of Judgment Day. She wants payback for what Vanna suffered. Sheila knows what Jesse went through. It's proactive retribution."

John understood the reasoning, but he thought things could be done a little more efficiently.

"I can understand it." John said. "There are cleaner and easier ways to do it."

John Henry knew it was personal to Cameron. She didn't like the fact that she couldn't change what already happened to Vanna and the other girls.

"Cameron hopes they will find the ones who hurt Vanna." John Henry said.

John needed to think about what John Henry said for a few seconds. He didn't see how it was possible. How would they ever identify the individuals?

"How will she know?" John asked.

It previously took John Henry a while to come up with the answer on his own.

"She won't." John Henry said. "It's why they never stop. They may have already terminated some."

It was clear to John it would go on. Cameron would never stop cleaning up the 'trash'.

The feed resumed as the Metal girls headed away from the area.

John couldn't keep track of who was Cameron, Cam, or Cammy. He tried to pay attention to the clothes they wore so he wouldn't miss-identify them again. He saw something right away which caught his attention.

"Where's Cammy's top?" John asked.

John Henry was actually surprised John was able to make the identification between Cammy and Cameron. He noticed the change in attire as well. He also noted Sheila now wore Cammy's top.

"Sheila is wearing it." John Henry said. "Hers was probably blood soaked."

John sat up a little bit and looked at the monitor in detail. Maybe more happened than he figured. One of the assailants may have carried a firearm. His first thought was she may have been shot.

"Was she damaged?" John asked.

John Henry was pretty sure it would have been blood from one of the perpetrators. Some of her actions produced a lot of blood.

"It wouldn't have been her blood." John Henry said.

John wanted to move things along. He hoped they were able to gather some information from the homeless woman. If she lived around the area, she probably saw a lot of different things. He knew homeless individuals usually knew every lock which wasn't locked, when no one was around.

"Oh." John said. "What did Cam find out?"

John Henry could see they were trying to use some finesse as they interrogated the homeless female. It was done in a non aggressive manner. They would be able to get more honest answers without force.

"She's getting the homeless woman some food now and asking her about what the woman has seen coming and going at the old supermarket." John Henry said. "You can hear her now."

John began to receive the audio transmission.

"Thanks." John said as they listened.

After what he heard from her, he was glad Cameron took care of the Ogre and his associates. Scavengers were a problem in every timeline. He understood now why Savannah did nothing to dissuade what happened earlier. He doubted he would have either at this point. Some people were beyond cruel. It really made him wonder why the female didn't try and get help. It was almost as if the homeless people already lived in the Wastelands, before there were any.

The more he listened to what she went through, along with the other people she knew, he figured he would probably look the other way going forward when Cameron and the Metal girls dealt with future Scavengers. He wanted to make a distinction between Resistance operations, and 'off the books' operations. He wanted to make sure they remained distinctly different.

Earlier:

Anna saw what was about to transpire in the alley. She didn't think it was appropriate viewing for Young Allison.

"You will not watch this." Anna said.

Young Allison didn't see any reason she shouldn't be able to observe what happened.

"I want to see justice." Young Allison said.

Anna thought it was a bad idea. She was provided with previous instructions.

"Savannah has forbidden it." Anna said.

They still watched the feed as the Metal girls faced down the thugs.

Young Allison wanted to point out Savannah was there. She would see what happened first hand. She wondered if Savannah would actually be a participant in the violence. It didn't seem like a good time to ask.

"I heard what the thugs did to the homeless lady before." Young Allison said. "I heard what they wanted to do to Cameron."

Cammy and Gail started to move. The feed went blank.

Anna was glad the feed ended.

"It's all you're going to see for now." Anna said.

Young Allison really wanted to see what happened. It wasn't going to be the case.

"It was just about to get to the retribution part." Young Allison said. "I wanted to see. I could always look away or close my eyes. I need to be ready for everything the future can throw at me. I could face things just like this in the Wastelands in a Skynet future."

Anna wanted to make the set policy clear. It wasn't her doing, but she agreed with it.

"Savannah has asked you not to see it." Anna said. "You don't need those images in your mind."

Young Allison didn't see how it was fair. Now she felt she needed to say something. Maybe everyone was worried about her. She was worried about everyone as well, especially Savannah.

"They're in Savannah's mind." Young Allison said.

Anna shared the 'Neural Interface' with Savannah. She was aware it was exactly why Young Allison wasn't to view them.

"It's why she doesn't want them in your mind." Anna said. "She knows what they're like, and doesn't want you to experience it. There will be enough trouble going forward. You more than likely will have plenty of opportunities to see violence you don't need to see."

Young Alison frowned a little. She didn't agree with it personally, but she needed to respect what Savannah wanted for her and why.

"OK." Young Allison said. "I trust her judgment."

Anna didn't want to make a big deal about it, nor dwell on the subject.

"Savannah, knows best." Anna said. "She wants to protect you."

Young Allison knew they may have possibly obtained a valuable asset earlier.

"Let's stick with Cam for now and see what the homeless lady has to say." Young Allison said. "I think she may know something. I think she needs to know a lot about what goes on around her to prevent additional abuse."

Young Allison didn't know what the homeless female would tell them. She did listen and hear what happened to her by the three men who were apparently just terminated. She cringed a little with each of the stories. She knew those were the things which happened to her and Savannah in the future, as Allison and Vanna. It was a sobering thought.

It was more than clear a Skynet future was nothing to look forward to.

Closing monologue by Cameron:

I Almost Forgot

Few people actually listen
Even when they hear
They more than likely
Want the other to disappear

People want to believe
Only want they want
They'd rather walk away
Than the truth confront

To push away reality
Is the easier approach
They soon rely on others
For any new ideas to poach

Those aren't the kind of people
With which to associate
It makes those who are true
Much easier to appreciate

To any of those
Waiting to be bought
If they're still here
I almost forgot

Nobody