Then a fourth writer entered the room.
"Wait a minute, where am I? Did I just make a wrong turn?"
"Who the fuck are you?" a Goth boy asked.
"I'm Weirdoid. Who are you?"
"Anonymous51."
"Well that explains it."
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
"All those Goth stories. I always suspected that you were ..."
"I'm not a fucking Goth. I only look like this because of a wish."
"A wish?" Weirdoid looked around the room and realized that it was Jon's bedroom, from the You Are What You Wish story. But it was impossible, right? It was just a story. It wasn't really real.
"Jon and Karyn brought us here," Anonymous51 said. "To totally fuck us up, the same way we fucked them up in the stories. Shit, I can't stop cussing. I can't believe I have to stay this way for a whole fucking week."
Weirdoid looked around the room and saw a guy with breasts and long blond hair and another guy who looked mostly like a girl muttering to himself.
Given what was written in the You Are What You Wish stories, Weirdoid knew exactly what to expect for his punishment ...
