Nothing

Jasmine began to chat, but Kendall didn't listen.

All of my sisters, gone, she thought. That man is a monster. He made them dolls. I shouldn't have agreed to this...

"Um, Kendall," Jasmine asked. "Are you okay?"

"I'm, um, fine," Kendall said. She didn't want any part of this, but she knew she had ****.

Maybe there's a way I can make myself enjoy this...

Then she had an idea. John had taken her phone away, and she knew she was erased from everyone's memories, so getting help wasn't an option.

"Let's do some modelling!" Kendall told Jasmine.