Thankfully, much better things were happening with other people. Karyn, for example, was meeting up with her "new" friend Randy Goodman, a jock who was now a Goth boy. After a little while walking around town and seeing how people had changed, she got bored. She soon discovered that she didn't really care if people were different or not. She only cared if they left her the fuck alone. Well, her and the other Goths. And that got her thinking that she should meet up with some of them. She already knew that Randy was a Goth because of the photo she saw in her bedroom, so she headed to his house first.
Karyn walked up to the Goodman house and rang the doorbell. Moments later, the door opened and she saw ...
