Memory Synchronization

CHAPTER 5: Memory Synchronization (PART 1)

Torch: Darn it! I must've made Fan's Ink Mimic too much in personality. Plus, I couldn't really do any more ONE Ink Mimics, they all escaped. I somehow have to go make Fan back on track.

Torch took out a USB with a silhouette of Fan on it. He inserted it inside the CPU so that he could communicate with Fan.

[ON THE ISLAND]

Bowbot and Fan are sitting on a tall rock with an ink flood surrounding them.

Bowbot: Sigh... There's no escape here, Fan. It's the two of us left! Candle, Yin-Yang, and MePhone4... they probably got inked!

Fan: Yeah, I know. It's a shame, really. I heard that everyone else on the other side also got inked. It's just really the two of us left.

Suddenly, Fan felt a huge headache striking him, causing him to fall over. Luckily, Bowbot was able to catch him and pull him up.

Fan: Ow! I suddenly felt a bad headache.

Bowbot: Oh no! Don't think too much, Fan. It's bad for your mental health!

Fan: I know. But-

Fan then widely opened his eyes and entered his own blank mind. Torch successfully connected to his brain.

Torch: Hello, 'Fan'.

Fan: O-Oh! Uh... hey... Torch. How's it going?

Torch: You failed your mission to trick the contestants into joining you. You had too much fun and have forgotten about the task I gave you. You're just a failure of an Ink Mimic.

Fan: W-Wait! Torch! I mean- everyone here but Bow are dead! I can just push her down the ink flood and-

Torch: You don't get it, 'Fan'! The contestants getting devoured by ink that wasn't caused by you means nothing! It should be YOU who will turn them into ink! Don't you get it? I have only made four Ink Mimics. Firey, Bubble, Paper, and you. The three have been found out and you're the only one left, yet you can't even complete the task that you're supposed to do? Pathetic, truly pathetic. I guess I don't need you anymore. Goodbye.

Fan: Wait, no, Torch! I still have Bow! I- I can trick her!

Torch walked towards what seems to be a wiring box.

Fan: W-Wait! What are you doing?! P-Please, Torch, don't.

Torch: I'm sorry, Fan.

Torch opens the box and holds one of the wires inside, probably going to disconnect them and kill the faker Fan.

Fan: Please, Torch, don't!

Fan continues to repeatedly shout "Please, Torch, don't" but Torch did not listen and is still trying to pull out the wires. The wires are starting to get pulled out of the box, making Fan feel immense pain.

Fan: DON'T! DON'T!! DOOON'T!!! AAARGGHH!!!

Torch has pulled the wires out and Fan stopped screaming. Back outside his mind, there's Bowbot, concerned about Fan as he is not responding, plus he is dripping out a lot of ink.

Bowbot: Uhh, Fan? Are you... okay?

Fan's limbs went down and he closed his eyes, out of control of his body, he fell into the ink flood. Bowbot looked down, devastated by what she just witnessed. She curled up and looked beyond the red skies.

Bowbot: I guess... It's just me left. But... What's the point? Everyone is dead! Nobody will come up here and save me! Sigh... This... this must be my end, huh.