*They say nothing; one of them pulls out a gun and shoots me. A man in a haz-mat suit walks over to Badger.*
"Sir, we're going to have to take you to a secure facility. We can't have you hurting anyone else. That guy you just spoke to; he may have been a fake doctor, but giving him that disease was MURDER! So please, look at this shiny light so we can take you to Area 51-' He suddenly notices the terrified, but very attractive nurse cowering in the corner. "Oh ho ho, not to worry, miss, you did not come in contact with this abomination. We'll take it from here and clean this place up in a jiffy."
*Light flashes, Badger blacks out and wakes up in a completely pink cell with cushioned walls. There are no obvious ways to escape. There is a large onion taped to the floor and a chicken nugget in your hand. Music by Justin Bieber plays on a hidden intercom; it sounds oddly soothing...WHAT DO YOU DO? TYPE "HELP" FOR COMMANDS.*
I am lying almost dead in the middle of the hospital with a severe gunshot wound. THERE IS BLOOD FREAKING EVERYWHERE!!!!!!!!!!
I am the restless haunt of DBF.
I'm in ur walls, eetin' ur pilloes! So get away from mah corn! I'm in ur cornfield, WHISPERING IN UR EARS!!!
You are a freakin' robot. You are build of stainless steel. Get up and put that bottle of ketchup back.
I heard a sound. I slowly walked to it and then i could clearly hear what it was saying: Baby, baby, baby, ooooohhh!!!!! "NO! NO! HELP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed. But it was too late. I was infected with Bieber Fever.