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God my head ached. Three hours sleep. Clara was up and hugging her plush. She was already dressed and seemed ready to leave.

"I have breakfast ready for you, it's on the stove. Also thanks again. I really liked how much ya made Mr. Rainbow's night. Look how happy he looks."

"You know he isn't actually alive right?" I asked.

"Well, yeah but it's fun to pretend. I like making him happy. He has been with me ever since my game," she said.

"Clara," I said, "Can you do me a favor?"

She just nodded. "If you ever catch me doing a weird action command. Please try and stop me from doing anything weird okay?"

"I will try," she said. "Also, Tessa. Today is the day of the other punishment. Samuel told me but I am not sure I can tell you. So be ready please. Get plenty to eat. Okay?"

I nodded. Fuck man. I almost wasn't sure what I wanted more, food or sleep. I kind of wanted to tell Clara off for not noticing me being super sus last night but what would that do? She'd feel bad, but it ultimately wasn't her fault. Now that I knew about belief commands, I think I know what is wrong with Clara. She is **** into this regressive state by the book. More motivation to find it and torch the god damn thing. I really needed to get Kat over here. We could try and come up with something together. I haven't had a chance to show Kat the yearbook either.

I **** myself out of bed. I suppose food and then back to sleep was probably the best thing to do. Though briefly I tested if I could leave the house and yeah. Okay so at least I wasn't trapped today.

Clara made eggs and toast. Simple but tasty, at least better than the cafeteria. I was surprised actually, I didn't expect her to be particularly skilled at cooking.

Tessa Brooke, Action. You will go to the theater room and participate in the day's event.

Katherine Tuner, Action, You will go to the theater room and participate in the day's event.

Oh fuck, there my body went. Again. I guess it was better than a belief command, not that I knew if that had been done or not yet actually. Well, honestly it might be better to go this over with. Then I could get some proper sleep.

Once I made it in the theater, there was a women that instantly gravitated to me. "Hi, I'm Bianca Fiore. I'm gonna be the stylist today." She leaned in real close and then whispered to me. "I'm a former game loser. So don't worry, I will try and be gentle. Okay?"

Bianca Fiore, I tried to repeat that name. I was definitely going to look her up later. But god. What was the plan for today that I needed a stylist?

Before I had time to think, she spun me around and had me in a chair. She washed my hair. Her assists were doing my nails, both my toes and hands. God. I didn't like this feminine crap. Why couldn't at least one of Samuel's punishments be like push ups or something. I could use some extra upper body strength for when I broke his god damn teeth.

The worst part is I couldn't resist any of this. I just sat there like a doll, as they dressed me up. If my body was going to run on auto pilot, then I tried to allow myself to sleep.

Didn't work but it was worth a try. By the time I was finished. They stood in in a mirror. God I didn't even recognize myself. My black hair was up in a bun with a white ribbon holding it in place. A few curls hung from the side of my face, giving me this almost super clean but a tiny bit messy look. My nails were french tips and my make up was modest. More natural tones that highlighted my facial features. She also put me in a dress, a simple spaghetti strap dress. It was purple and realizing it, my make up had mild hints to purple, giving the look a hint at professionalism which I suppose wasn't surprising.

Looking down, they had me in small heels too. Purple to match. I looked like a beauty queen that was ready for high school prom. God what was he planning?

Looking over I saw Kat. Her red hair was full of curls and she had a blue headband. Actually looking closer it almost seemed like her hair was teased up giving the headband almost a tiara like look to it. She had a blue dress and a similar make up scheme to me. He dress was more classic gorgeous. She looked like a disney princess that had stepped out of the page. Her nails reflected this as they had an oval shape with a blue polish.

"Girls ready?" Bianca Fiore asked me. "Not that it matter but try and not hate it to much."