So I reached down into my small red rucksack and pulled out a brand new home made mind control gun and pointed at Arianna Grande. Just as I saw her face turn from one of excitement to pure terror I could see that she was about to scream for security so I immediately squeezed the trigger resulting in only a short gasp fleeing from her mouth as her head began to sink into her lap and her arms sagged limply by her sides. I had never actually tested this gun before so one of two things could happen, either her brains will have just melted or she’ll be under my complete control, and obviously I was praying for the latter. So I began to approach her and started to click my fingers in front of her face, after a couple of rather annoying clicks I saw her head begin to slowly raise back up to its regular position, however she just sat their, her mouth shut but her eyes staring emptily into the distance as her mind remained blank, so I decided to begin, whilst hoping for the best. As I slowly returned to my chair I said in a calm voice “Ariana, can your hear me” and almost immediately, whilst remaining in the same position, she replied in a monotone voice “Yes”, “do you know who I am’ I said in a rather assertive voice and yet again in a rapid monotone voice she replied, “yes, you are my master, and I must always obey my master”. Although I thought that this would always happen a let out a short sigh of relief as I finally saw that all those months of preparation had finally paid off, but then my heart skipped a beat as I heard the security guard begun banging on the door and shouting if everything was alright, I knew I had to do something soon otherwise all of this will have been for nothing, so I ....
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