Blinks rapidly, voice trembling Fuck... what the hell happened?
You got Into a car accident
sits up quickly How long have I been out? Is anyone hurt? Is my job still there? Did they fucking replace me? starts panicking
Calm down! she holds him back it's ok take deep breathes! You're In the hospital. You lost your memory of what happened but you're fine
Lost my memory? Are you fucking kidding me? stands up abruptly What the hell did I do? Did I hurt someone? Is there someone out there threatening me?
Chill she opens the door to his room revealing the parking lot outside your car is parked over there. You crashed into it
runs a hand through his hair, pacing back and forth Crashed into my own damn car? Are you shitting me? How the fuck did that even happen?
idk maybe you were drunk or sleep driving
stops pacing, eyes wide Drunk? Sleep driving? No way, I don't drink, and I never drive when I'm tired. This doesn't make any fucking sense.
Do you think someone tampered with your car?
grabs FearGoal's arm, urgency in his voice Yeah, that could be it! Someone might have messed with my car, tried to frame me for something I didn't do!
i didn't see anything but we can ask the cop if they took any evidence from your car
frantically grabs his phone and starts dialing I need to call the police right now and ask them about the car evidence.
speaks in a rushed, panicked tone Hello, this is Brian Tanner, the guy who crashed into his own car. I need to speak to the officer who handled the case. It's urgent. I think someone tampered with my car, and I need to find out if there's any evidence that proves it. Can you tell me if you collected anything from my vehicle? listens intently, fingers tapping anxiously on the counter What do you mean there's no evidence? Are you fucking kidding me? I demand to speak to your supervisor about this. voice growing louder and more agitated No, I won't hang up until I get some answers! This is bullshit! continues ranting, face reddening with anger
BRIAN CHILL CALM DOWN TAKE A BREATH YOU'RE SCREAMING AND HANGING UP ON PEOPLE YOU'RE GONNA GET YOURSELF KICKED OUT OF THE HOSPITAL
<Brian's aggressive behavior leads to him being kicked out of the hospital and banned from receiving further medical treatment>
Hey! wait! she chases after him
storms out of the hospital, angrily muttering to himself Fucking piece of shit place! Can't even get a straight answer out of those incompetent assholes!
she holds his shoulders making him stop calm down!! we need to think of something
yanks his shoulders away, pacing again Think? Think?! I don't have time to fucking think! I need answers, I need to know who did this to me!
Brian look at me. she puts her hands on his shoulders facing him I have a plan
snaps I don't give a damn about your plan, FearGoal! What I need is revenge! Whoever did this to me needs to pay, whether it's legal or not!
she holds his arms and stops him Brian look at me. Do you trust me
jerks his arms away, his voice seething with anger Trust you? Trust you?! FearGoal, how can I trust anyone in this fucked-up situation? But...
growls But... I've known you long enough to know that you always have a goddamn trick up your sleeve. So fine, I'll play along for now.
Great! so hear's the plan first, We have to get our hands on that black box from your car
grits his teeth, speaking through clenched jaws The black box? Why the fuck do we need that?
because if we want to know what really happened then we need to know everything, and that includes any data inside the black box
runs his fingers through his hair, frustration evident Fine, let's say we manage to get the damn black box. What then? Are you gonna magically hack into it or something?
hopefully she goes to the parking lot i have some friends who could help me hack into it
rolls his eyes Friends, huh? Well, I guess you've always had a knack for pulling off the impossible. Just make sure these "friends" of yours can actually do what they claim. And where the hell are we getting this black box from?