User blog comment:Memphis the light/Community Zone/@comment-3002957-20110413021823

Kelsa: *sitting down her eyes diluted from the memory erasure*..... (the phone rings and she looks at it. It had a picute of Twister).... *her eyes flash* -scanning memory banks.... no files find... stranger.... invalid.- *she presses the ignore button*....who am I.....

Wresk: *behind her a cruel smile can be seen on his face as he fixes his shades* I can make this work for me.

(elsewhere)

Deadspawn: Soooooo any luck kid?